Spring Speculative Fiction Short Stories - Page 4

Vern finds a strange creature hiding under a tarp in his garage as the spring sun begins to fade.

The gravity flipped. The tech bros took the air. We chose the vacuum outside instead.

Rae returns to a silent house while Yuri watches his father’s digital soul dissolve into a series of jagged, screaming errors.

A tired man finds a weird clown in the mud during a wet spring, holding a small hope.

The delivery drone hummed overhead while I actively verbally abused a tomato plant to save my life.

Eli carves into the Easter ham, only to find his neural interface drowning in a flood of malicious code.

The neighborhood was quiet. No chaotic dream dumps, no static. Just a monolithic, suffocating gray wall.

Toby follows Mia through the grey city to a secret place where the cameras cannot see them anymore.

A railgun slug ruins Arthur's morning, forcing a choice between the ship's oxygen and a crop of space lettuce.

Three friends face the damp reality of a spring camping trip when their stove runs dry at dusk.

Andy wiped his nose, cursing the spring pollen, completely unaware the empty dirt held a murdered telepath's scream.

The wind on the maintenance deck didn't just blow; it shoved. Sam tasted copper and pollen.