Author: William Black

EIGHT PLAYING GOD 2062 AD ‘Two minutes.’ The man in black held up two fingers to clarify, in case saying it wasn’t clear enough. Gertlinger…

SEVEN THE BEGINNING 2108 AD Aaro swallowed hard, his heart drumming wildly in his ears. He was terrified that the sound of it would wake…

SIX THE VEIL2122 AD Sore knees became a daily gripe living on the thirty-third floor. The sun was up by the time his feet hit…

FIVE PLAYING GOD 2061 AD The vein in his temple throbbed gently against the cool metal of the table. He watched through half open eyes…

FOUR THE BEGINNING 2108 AD Aaro’s eyes opened slowly and he stared into an ocean of pale cloud. The light rain that drifted in the…

THREE THE VEIL2122 AD He awoke sharply. It was always the same. A nightmare. But more than that, a memory. It used to haunt him…

TWO PLAYING GOD2061 AD ‘He’ll see you now, Doctor Gertlinger,’ the secretary said. She was tall, attractive, and her long, auburn hair shimmered in the…

ONE THE BEGINNING2108 AD Thunder churned. The front door splintered. He heard the first, but not the second. Aaro rolled over in bed, a cool…