Stories 151, 152, and 153

Another skipped week. I might need to work out a new schedule for this! Again, sorry everyone. Here are the next three stories for you!

Story 151 (The world's shortest story): It ended before it began.

Story 152:

"You--you want us?" Dave stumbled, awkwardly backing away from the alien scientist zombies.

"No," said one of them. "Just your brains."

Story 153:

I woke up, panting, relieved it had been a dream. Then I looked around. The clock was there, the broken clown figurine, and the music box. I wondered if I was still asleep--but no, when you're sleeping you can't feel anything. And I felt the cold steel, suddenly pressed against my back.

Stories 148, 149, and 150

Sorry I skipped a week... there's an extra story here to make up for it!

Story 148 (Reciprocal Attraction):

She was attractive. So was he.

Story 149:

As I turned back to the time machine, I suddenly realized what was happening. We weren't just witnessing history any more. We were causing it.

Story 150:

1942. The doorbell rang. There was a telegraph.

         Not Jack, please, not Jack.

         A blackout. Uncontrollable sobs.

         Last fall. The old woman jumped when she opened her eyes. “Jack…”

         He held out his hand. “I’ve been waiting so many years for you to join me, Maria.”