December 2009
10 posts
“Who said they don’t intersect?” he asked. “Do they?” “I don’t know. I haven’t read anything about that. But the thing you’d like is that with the multiverse, you have basically every option you want - really, every option you’ll ever see or imagine - and one of your selves somewhere has taken that option. Pretty much every life you could...
16 Iraqi Policemen
The explosion left a hole in the roadbed large enough to fit a mid-sized car. It shattered concrete, twisted metal, busted storefront windows in sheets and lifted a BMW chassis up onto a rooftop. The shocking blood of the men forms an obscene art: a moustache, alone on a sidewalk, a blistered hand’s gold ring still shining, while a medic, Doc Lopez, pauses to catch his breath, to blow it out...