Hugh J. O'Donnell

She stood by his side for decades. She supported him through the death rays and doomsday devices. When spies and superheroes infiltrated his lair, they would offer her an escape. She always declined.
Was it so difficult to imagine that a man like her husband could feel love? Or that he could be loved in turn? She didn’t expect them to understand. They would leave her, only to be captured by her husband themselves.
Finally, on the eve of his greatest triumph, they toasted with champagne. He took a sip, and she watched, waiting for the poison to start working.

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The spirit looked upon its mountain and was pleased.
Snow-covered the peak in a thick glacier, which melted in sparkling rivulets where the sun hit it. The pure water would trickle down the slope, feeding rivers that carried water and streams that fed the forests below.
As the seasons turned, the leaves would change, the rivers would freeze, and the glacier would advance. The cycle felt like breathing to the mountain’s spirit.
But something was off. The spirit looked down and saw its rivers dammed and forests cleared for luxury cabins. It had picked up a bad case of humans.

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When I woke up this morning I found that the world had changed. The Sun was a little brighter. My coffee tasted a little stronger. My husband’s hair was a slightly lighter shade of brown.
I thought I was losing my mind until I checked my email.
Dear Customer, you may have noticed a new update for Life™! We implemented a few bug fixes and improvements. Version 1.349 changes are listed below.
I read the list and they matched the differences that I had seen. There, at the bottom, was a little red ‘Unsubscribe’ button. I wondered what would happen.

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The police found the strange device in a raid on a thieves’ den. The antique device was a brass dodecahedron, with lenses on two faces.
But the machine didn’t seem to do anything. Until one day a detective idly held it up to his eye and scanned the office.
Looking through the scope, he saw a bright red arrow painted on the wall. He put the device down and looked again. The arrow was only visible through the mysterious object. Something in his gut told him to follow it, and it led him to the strangest case in his career.

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She was the terror of a thousand worlds, the creator of innumerable horrors. Her name was spoken in terrified whispers, in mournful howls, or in most cases, not at all.
She was the mother of Chaos. She birthed Destruction and Strife throughout the galaxy. And she waited in her lair and listened for news of her children, who never wrote and seldom called.
She didn’t really mind. She sat on her rock and listened to the ends of civilization and it was enough. But there was a corner of her black heart that would’ve liked a card on Mother’s Day.

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“You have to stop the unveiling!” I cried. Outside, the crowd was growing restless. “You’ve opened a doorway you can’t possibly hope to close. The action you’ve taken invites a response.”
The mayor glared at me with contempt. “This town has invested a lot of time and money into this project. We have sponsorships from three major candy companies, and a whole fleet of news vans out there. Las Calinas is getting into the record books with the World’s Largest Piñata.”
“You don’t understand,” I began, but I was too late. I already heard the earth-shaking approach of giant footsteps.

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When she was chosen to be a priestess at the Temple of Darkness, she felt deeply honored and overwhelmed. Of the kingdom’s great temples, it wasn’t so prestigious a placement as the Light Temple or the Water Temple, but she was sure they were going to seal her up in the Earth Temple or make her sweat in the Fire Temple.
The other acolytes openly pitied her. It was not a glamorous assignment. But she wasn’t afraid of the dark.
But it was a long time and many bruised ankles before she learned the trick of not bumping into altars.

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Waking the dead was a complicated and difficult process. Those who studied the non-blasphemous arts often assumed it was just a matter of making the right infernal pact or carving the right dread sigil under the new moon.
But as he arranged his tools, the necromancer meditated on the difficulties of his craft. The reagents required were rare and had to be expertly prepared to have the proper effect.
And most importantly, you had to give the dead reason to stir from the comfort and safety of the grave.
As the coffee finished brewing, the zombies queued for a cup.

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“We can’t bring dinosaurs back to life – so we went in a different direction.” The lead engineer lifted the drop cloth and revealed a robotic dinosaur skeleton underneath. On the other end of the video call, his employer furrowed her brow.
“It’s smaller than I was expecting.”
“This is just a prototype, of course. We’ll be able to scale up once we get into production.”
“And they’ll be completely lifelike?”
“Well, our team will have to make some guesses on their behaviors, but yes. When were you planning on opening the theme park?”
“What theme park?” his supervillain boss asked.

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