Chaos Feed by S.E. Gordon

Sun, 24 Oct 2010 10:00:00 EST

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Alone again, just how I liked it. The hotel, however, had other ideas.

I passed through a pair of French doors and into a large room filled with rows of Stairmasters and universal weight machines. A red ribbon of carpet snaked around a group of treadmills and over to a steamed bath that continuously gushed and frothed over. The atmosphere was warm, inviting. I half expected to find Keeley pedaling off those extra pounds on one of the stationary bikes, but there was no sign of him.

No sign of anyone in this perfectly manicured estate.

Thu, 15 Jul 2010 20:00:00 EST

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Water gushes in, filling the empty space around me. Slowly the level rises, lifting me to the edge as I drift back to consciousness.

"Awfully rude of you not inviting me to the party," says a voice from behind.

I squint my eyes, trying to make sense of the blobs of light floating around me. "What is this?" I say, fishing myself out of the pool. "I put a bullet in your head."