Spring Speculative Fiction Short Stories - Page 3

When the train stopped, the city fell asleep. Then the nightmares woke up and flooded the cars.

The scanner screamed, vibrating the cheap plastic tables, as the spring melt woke the thing in the pines.

When bioluminescent pollen turns a telescope into a crystal ball, a greenhouse rave becomes a galactic punchline delivery system.

Olga finds green grass growing through the snow, leading her back to a husband she thought was gone forever.

Sam wiped blood from his mouth, staring at his brother across the ruined, glass-covered restaurant floor.

Martha watched a sphere of synth-strawberry hover near her face. 'Nana is dating her kitchen appliance.'

Kendall fights to revive Jeff while the world's visual reality begins to tear at the digital seams.

The air vent hissed, spitting a cloud of neon purple static into the sterile room. The lockdown had failed.

Devon and the team descend into the hall's basement, discovering the garden’s true purpose as a storage for sorrow.

Sentenced to community gardening, James faces a squad of genetically modified herbs that roast his every life choice.

Len watched the countdown timer flicker, wondering if the lock was broken or if they were actually trapped inside.

In a room smelling of ozone and expensive air, the board members decide how to harvest human boredom.