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The Haunted, Sentient, House

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I never expected this. A haunted house, sure, but a house that was alive? Never. I'd gotten reports of a house being haunted in the small town of Lakeview, Kentucky, and like my title states, I did my job and went to investigate. Just my luck that the house was alive, but haunted to boot. Now I'm stuck in here with the house trying to kill me, and the spirits trying to help it. I remember I was just going into the library to check it out, when the freaking doorknob exploded. If I had grabbed it, I would have a hand blown off. This house is not messing around, and neither are the spirits. They keep shoving me and other objects. I came in here with my tech assistant, but I haven't seen her since the house made it's first move. Of course, a little while ago, I heard a muffled scream. It wasn't a scream of terror, but the last scream that would ever leave someone's throat. I don't think my chances of survival are very high. I just hope I can get out.

The Impossible Problem

A short Planck | Geo-verse

The question is, you are driving to a place, we won't name anywhere for now. You have fifty miles to go until you reach your destination. In one hour, you travel half the distance. In the second, you travel half the previous distance. Every hour to drive, you go half the previous distance. That means the first hour to go fifty miles, then twenty five, then twelve and a half, and so on. How many hours does it take to reach the destination? The answer is that you'll never make it, but not for the reason you'd think.

In the universe, nothing actually touches. I don' have the time to explain it, but just take my word for it. Anyway, there is something known as the Planck distance in the universe. It is the closest anything in the universe can be to another. Now, eventually if you half your distance every time, you'll reach this distance, then you'll half it. So, you'll never reach your destination not because you don't have enough time, or you'll never get there from gas or anything, you'd actually break logic, and the laws of physics. 

The Snow

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It was cold. It was always cold though. Tim was used to it by now. He had always heard stories about how it used to be warm, and how people would actually get hot. He longed for these mythical days sometimes, but knew that they had to be stories made for the young ones to sleep with at night.

Tim lived in what used to be known as Florida. The average high for temperatures was around -40 degrees Celsius in the dead of winter like it was now. Any skin exposed to this cold for longer than ten minutes would suffer extensive frostbite.

That was a big issue in Tim's small town. In a world like this, you wouldn't want to loose a finger. Of course, there were other things one needed to be careful of. Things like the people. The Militia to be exact. There are roving bandits here and there, but the Militia is something else.

The Christmas Thief

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"No sense in being coy about it," I said to myself. I put the car in gear, and revved the engine. My neighbor, an older lady who wasn't especially nice, had taken my Christmas decorations and was using them. It's not like I was going to use them anyways, but she still took them without permission. And I hate thieves. I revved the engine again, and sped away, heading straight for her house. Who cares if the decorations get hurt, I just wanted revenge. I sped into the woman's house, crashing through a wall and one elongated window. Jostled by the impact, but undeterred, I exited the vehicle.

 

"Oh my god!" the lady shouted, running into her living room that now had an extra car in it." What are you doing!?"

"I'm getting my decorations back!" I shouted, running out through the hole I had made. The lady followed me out.

"Your decorations, who are you?" the lady asked. Her eyes went wide in shock." You're that escaped crazy person form the asylum."

"Yes I am!" I shouted, my voice crazed.