Trilobite Park — Chapter 29: Of Trilobites and Men
In an abandoned office, Wellsey picked up a phone and jabbed buttons on it fruitlessly. June sat in a revolving chair, stroking the trilobite that
Steampunk, Frankenstein, Fantasy soap operas, Leonard Nimoy and More
In an abandoned office, Wellsey picked up a phone and jabbed buttons on it fruitlessly. June sat in a revolving chair, stroking the trilobite that
The carrion-eating trilobites had deserted room 431. They hadn’t killed any of the people who had been in the room when the alarms went off,
With Wellsey’s help, June barricaded the office from within, wedging the door tight shut with furniture. “Thank goodness we use heavt 1960s style filing cabinets,”
After some serious deliberation the students and plumbers decided that, for safety’s sake, the Prime Minister needed to be hidden. After a lot of arguing,
Change of schedule — I’m finding it a little hard to write a 1000 word update once a week, so instead there will be two
Jacobs and R17 In the cool damp bowels of Trilobite Park, Jacobs the chief engineer was heading towards apoplexy. The plumbers who he had hired
It sat in the cafeteria, swimming — though out of water. It swam through a head, a brain… the brain of an air breather. The
Valerie and Thag at Cafeteria The doors were opened and the crowds slowly entered Trilobite Park. How they ooh-ed and aaah-ed with vague disbelief at
June Excited, Jacobs Frantic The sun was high over Wellington Road as the crowds gathered outside Trilobite Park, waiting for the doors to open for
It felt out. Felt with the antennae of its mind. It needed something… No. It needed someone. Where? When? Ah, yes. The touch pool. Three