Military Sci-Fi Short Stories

Green Static

By Tony Eetak

A claustrophobic, vine-choked basement beneath a ruined cityscape where the laws of physics and biology feel slightly suspended due to the encroachment of 'The Velvet', a bio-weaponized flora.

A Summer Reclamation

By Jamie F. Bell

The air in the recreation hall's unused basement hung thick, a heavy curtain of summer humidity pressed down by the accumulated years of disuse. It smelled of damp concrete, forgotten wood, and the faint, sweet decay of time itself. A single bare bulb, strung precariously from a high beam, cast a jaundiced, weak light that barely pushed back the gloom, leaving pockets of absolute dark shivering in the corners. Dust motes, thick as tiny gnats, danced in the weak light, stirred by the smallest movement, giving the entire space a shimmering, unsettled quality. This was not a friendly dark, but one that swallowed sound, making every creak of the old building above feel distant and muffled.