• Hiralaj (6/15/12)

    Cold grey metal walls, muted turquoise carpet, subtle hums of the machinery that ran behind the walls; powering wall mounted screens, a computer, a small kitchen and bath, some cold light and of course the mini-teleport unit so that he could get out. Natural light fell bleak through a skylight, the sky above gray with …

  • Hiralaj – (06/12/2012)

    When Hiralaj awoke, he was groggy again. He could never remember how long he’d set his sleep timer for; 2 hours, 2 days, 2 months? This time he couldn’t remember if he had any weapons, or how to use them. He found that he had a large and wicked looking knife as well as a …

  • Hiralaj – 10/26/2011

    Electric lights gleamed on the fake wood and shone through the translucent white plastic of his xanyan-styled apartment in Binang. He’d just bought the place using half his savings; with his current income, it represented about five years pay. It had one room for sitting and accessing his multicom; a tiny, immaculate kitchen with brushed …