Alexis glanced at her phone as she hurried down the stairs to the subway station. “I'm going to be so late,” she fretted, dodging around an older man with an oversized briefcase as she dialed a number on the phone. She swiped her subway pass and scooted through the turnstile as the phone rang, and rang, until it clicked to voicemail. “Oh hey, ( Read more... )

[[Backdated to day four of Zombie Hell ( Read more... )

For the first few days of the attack, Spencer Reid had sensed there was something amiss, but hadn't seen any tangible proof of such. He had heard the reports over the tablets of zombies (of all things) roaming the streets, but things seemed fine back at his apartment in Shelley ( Read more... )

The first night of the zombies, they had been too far away from Central and Elisa's apartment for her to notice.  When she went out, she largely confined her gliding to that portion of Taxon ( Read more... )

The last of the small red envelopes were sealed. Long took a jar of ink and a brush from the drawer of the lacquered table, and began to methodically mark most of them with the character for happiness. Had a calligraphy instructor been present to witness his handiwork, they would have remarked his technique was precise and technically correct but ( Read more... )

Kate propped the tablet up on the counter and flipped it on, waiting for the red light to come on before she backed up to speak. Behind her can be seen a long conference table in a windowed room, and through the window, what is obviously a library ( Read more... )

The tablet turns on and all one can see for a moment is Amy's blurry hand before she moves it back to pick up her fork. She's eating a salad, and the glitched vegetables are making her want to spout as many lies from her lips as she can ( Read more... )

Spencer Reid appears on your screen with a bit of a mischievous smile on his face. You might notice that he's not wearing his usual cardigan and button down shirt. He has, in fact, decided to give the T-shirts given to him by Kaylee a try and is finding them... rather comfortable ( Read more... )

A very odd sight is about to come roaring down your streets, Taxon ( Read more... )

Stirring her tea with a spoon, Amy idly listened to the sound of the metal hitting the ceramic sides of her cup. She was thinking.

The Doctor had been gone... well, she didn't know how long, but it seemed to her she'd just become aware of it. When had she last spoken to him? Or even seen him? Somewhere in the back of her mind, she recalled ( Read more... )