Alias

How long can someone linger in the infinite bounds between life and death?

Where is that fine line between this life and whatever comes next?  I’ve watched many people die in my day; some

The black fox rocketed up, letting out a cry of pure terror escape his lungs.  Sweat flowed openly down his body, heart in a frenzy as it beat out of control.  His eyes darted around, trying to make

Bliss.

It always amazed him how the most basic sensations that were universal to all, were nearly indescribable.  Bliss was a good word, a wonderful word, but still it failed him.  It didn’t even

Terwilliger never liked the city of Arcadia.

There was just something about it, perhaps the seaside air, that he just couldn’t stand.   There was just a smell of wetness and decay, as if everything

“So check it,”

Jenna spoke as she walked alongside Alias down an empty dark street wrapped in her black peacoat, “on my breaks I did a little digging into our mystery doctor.  Turns out, Openshaw