Complete the Stories
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Welcome to Complete the Stories. Here, we will paste the beginning of some short stories and you can enlarge them to get to be a full story. It is a common practice in Literature creation courses. You can add your own beginnings by clicking the appropriate template in the genre you choose. It is suggested that you make a new article with the story and link it from here. Let's begin:
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[edit] Horror
[edit] Vampire bites
It was dark. Vlad was quickly recovering consciousness. He could not remember anything very well. The last thing he did remember was having an intimate moment with his new girlfriend, Karen. After that, he fell asleep, with a strange euphoria and a sense of being drugged. Still feeling lightheaded, he tried to shake it off the sensation, but he was unable to do so. Meanwhile, he spent his time recalling what had happened. He could hazily recall his girlfriend going out and after a short while she came back. At that moment, she had bitten him, as if she were hungry or thirsty for something. At last, Vlad woke up with a sharp stinging pain on his neck. There was a lot of blood and the vile taste of the crimson liquid was in his mouth. Hastily, he looked himself in the mirror and found the hard truth; he had been bitten by his own girlfriend! Now, he would become a vampire if that was what she was.
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[edit] Science Fiction
[edit] Lost in Time
It was dark, darker than he could ever see. This was the darkness of the void, as he was now out of our known universe, a place called Metaverse. A place thought to have existed beyond the Big Quantum Singularity. He, who had the alias of Ormuz in the project, felt anxious, and afraid. Afraid of the ever present darkness around him. He could not see anything. He could not even blink because he did not feel his eyes. He was unable to feel his eyes, his head or his body. He felt he had no physical body at all, like floating in the emptiness of the void. The equations and the model they had carefully created had not prepared him for this. It was the most peculiar and strangest thing on the world, or out of this world, called the Metaverse, because he was out of the universe. He was on a place that no human had been before. He was very much like Yuri Gagarin, the first man ever to visit outer space. Ormuz was the first human out of universe and out of time.
They had a plan. The mission was simple. They had found a way to send objects to the Metaverse by opening wormholes. Those are like two way holes in which matter can pass through and exit in another part of the universe or time. Unfortunately, they found that the transmission of matter and information was not instantaneous, as with entangled particles. The objects exited to some unknown place and then went back to the real world at a random position in time. At first, the scientists had discovered a way to travel back to time, not to the future neither to distant stars. Nevertheless, it was the greatest discovery of humanity, maybe only comparable to the discovery of relativity and quantum mechanics.
[edit] More SciFi
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[edit] Romance
[edit] Realism
[edit] Surrealism
[edit] Humor
[edit] Mystery
With a tired expression on his face, looking at the obscure pictures on top of a make-shift dresser, Belvedere took a long drag on his wooden pipe and let out a thick smoke curl out through his nostrils. Somehow it helped cover up the stench of rotten flesh which choked the room. Any other person would just refuse to be in the immediate area or might even throw-up just before entering the room. There were no windows to open, and the foul odor had been building for some weeks before it caught the attention of the surrounding neighbors.
He glanced again at the decomposing corpse lying on the bed. She was young. Her ivory-white throat had been cut wide open. A pool of blood had congealed in thick clots on top of the cheap nylon comforter she was lying on. To the untrained eye, it might appear that she had been slain on her bed, but looking back at the floor, there was a thin trail of blood leading from approximately the center of the room towards the bed.
Beyond that distracting detail, a second question caused him to worry: when the paramedics tried to enter the room, they had to force the door open. They found the key still in the lock of the door.
[edit] Fantasy
[edit] Ancient Tale
I know the color of the earth deep below its surface and hear the deep bellowing voices of the stones. Sometimes they speak to me in the darkness in those basal notes and tremors which keeps me awake. They tell me old histories, repeated to them by things long dead and buried, some of them now numbered amongst the stones and earth. I copied many of them onto pages, scraps pulled hastily from the floor in the dead of night, in which I later transcribed into a binded manuscipt, a long volume which I called the Book of Old Things.
There were many secrets kept deep below the earth, ancient tales from the ages long before man. There were stories of when Ka-Gol ruled the earth, with his hordes of lizard-men, and of the powerful Bragi, whose tears formed the oceans, and others from before the time when there were names.
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