Percival Wright

A sampling of microfiction from the bizarre and the macabre.

[Percival Wright @TimeFlees]

All of space creaked at once. Random digits of pi went missing. Protons decayed. It was too late for this universe. Would the next survive?

[Percival Wright @TimeFlees]

The coffin opens slowly, and the elder figure climbs free. The undertaker enscribes upon the tombstone: "Here laid Percival Wright, 2016 –"