All posts by Xander Bennett

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Griefer

‘I committed the first murder of a human avatar in a virtual world.’ He blew foul-smelling cigar smoke from his nostrils. ‘No you fucking didn’t,’ I said. ‘You sure?’ ‘Positive. People were dying online before you were…’ I checked the file. ‘Before you were pre-pubescent.’

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District 3

Cats mewl and scatter down the filthy alley, and he’s running. He’s bleeding all over but his legs still work. He runs for his life, for his employer, for his package. This is what John does. Runner, fixer, troubleshooter, errand boy. There’s men with guns

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Anamorphosis

Mirror, mirror, on the… Fuck. No. That’s a terrible way to start. I’m staring into the mirror. A dark hotel room in Venice. Striped wallpaper. Polished glass. Sounds of water outside. There’s someone behind me, lying on the bed, just out of frame. Only her

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The Quiet Man In The Window

He looked out at his park, leafy, cool and green. He didn’t own the park, but he watched over it like a proud father, and in a way that made it his. He had the corner office with the great big window. He’d clawed his

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Things Get Lost

“What? The sign?” he said. “We just put that there for the tourists.” I frowned. “But it did used to be a rifle range, right? Back in the day?” “Oh sure. Back before we found out about its dark secret.” “Yeah, yeah. Alright.” He shook

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Blood, Whiskey, Glass

Funny thing is, ‘alcoholic’ was a slang term. You’re normally not one to quibble. You’re no bloody grammar professor. That’s not you, never has been. But one has to know certain things in your line of work. Proper things, like proper names. It’s the proper