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Issue #9
"'56" by Mark Patrick Morehead
The '56 gleamed in the afternoon sun, a vision of a happier time when cities didn't burn and children weren't hunted for food.
"For the Love of Ceelie" by Matthew Sanborn Smith
"There's a virus giving hell to our systems," I said, avoiding the guards' eyes. "The Meatnet, the hardware, even our indroids. People are dying of artificial organ failure faster than we can keep up. My ship – My ship almost fell out of the sky coming here. I think the virus must have something to do with Ceelie's growth. She's a hub, it's too much of a coincidence. I've got a mandate from the Council for your release if you can help us."
"So now they want me to save them," she said, leaning forward. "Yesterday I threatened humanity but today I'm all right because something worse has come along."
"The Longest Strip" by Calie Voorhis
Was the ship going to eat all of her?
She'd taken the skin from her left leg all the way up to her thigh and the calf on the right--even her feet. The skin around the toes had taken time but the nanobots inside had been enough to fix the second relay switch.
She'd flayed both arms, except for her hands. That skin had gone into the recycle unit and now air circulated, carrying the tang of sweat and metal: salt from her skin, copper from her blood.