"Remind me again how you talked me into this?" I'm swimming through an old wooden ship at the bottom of the Atlantic, off the coast of Colombia. Just me and a dark-haired woman I only know as “Carla”. Nobody uses their real name in this business. We switch our radio channels so we could talk …
Author: Chris Page
Writer, occasional artist, based out of Seattle.
That Got Away From Me
With a little more time on my hands, I figured I should probably start polishing up the site, and getting content back up here on a semi-regular basis. I'm looking forward to getting exciting new content available for you very shortly, so please keep an eye out for that. Thank you all for your patience.
Stick to the Plan
There was a time when Joelle had thought the canary yellow house was cute. Maybe charming. Now it just looked like inevitability. She pressed her head against the cool wood of the door and sighed. The sun was just poking up over the trees. Lou would be up soon. She wanted a bath, but she'd …
Tis the Season
The twentieth floor of the Hawthorne Building didn't have the best view. Any chance of seeing the bay from there was eliminated by the new buildings that had gone up to the east. Still, on the right day, when the sun reflected just right of the glass, it was the closest thing to heaven. Shawn …
Their Eyes Cannot See
My ancestors weep for me. I feel their disdain traveling down through the years. I have a form perfected for killing, the ideal combination of stealth and power, and I spend my days sunning myself on a soft floor. The humans honor me with food and drink and a warm place to sleep, and in …
My Favorite Lie
Nebraska took a long swig off of the bottle of whiskey before wiping it clean with her sleeve and handing it to Liam. He took the bottle and glared at it, trying to judge how much was backwash and how much was liquor. It was hard to tell this far in. “Well,” she asked. “What …
Our Love Ends Worlds
It was a perfectly average room. The doors and windows were set so that neither dominated the off-white walls. The furniture, all done in tasteful oak, was arranged just so to keep maintain the balance around it. The alien perched on the edge of the couch cushion, staring at Ezra with a slight air of …
I’ll Make You Famous
It wasn't that hard to get the gun. The plan was simple. Wait outside the hotel at 2 pm. Point the gun. Shoot. Roger might even get away with it. All he'd have to do is walk away. He was good at that. Wearing a coat on a 90 degree day was a bad idea. …
In Your Eyes
SPOKANE, WA. - According to the press release, Orbital Optics was founded in 2017 by Douglas Chandler to provide ocular prosthetics for war veterans and the super wealthy. With the advent of nanotechnology, their product became more affordable and more advanced. What started as a niche market soon became a full blown fashion trend, with …
Soft Spot
The first thing Susan noticed when she woke up was the piercing wail of her alarm. “It's not fair,” she mumbled, clutching her aching skull. Bethany had been up half the night moaning about her own headache, the last thing Susan needed was a matching migraine of her own. She slapped at the alarm and …
Bottle of Wonder 