Category: Short Stories

Evan Cross hadn’t slept in three days—or maybe he had, but just didn’t remember waking up. Time had become something of a suggestion lately, a fog-draped blur where clocks ticked backward and shadows whispered in familiar voices. He sat in his apartment’s living room, staring at the peeling wallpaper. Sometimes the patterns moved. Sometimes they…

It started with a phone call—short, apologetic, and just like that, everything she’d been preparing for vanished. “Hey, Emma, sorry to do this last minute,” her boss said, voice tight with fake regret. “The conference in Denver’s been postponed. We’ll reschedule next quarter.” Emma stared at her color-coded planner, still open on her desk. Three…