Jack Foster

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2026-06-03 11:47:56 -

The Black Strain
Dorothy Wayne walked into my office like she was walking onto a movie set, which she was, in a way. The rain was coming down hard on the windows of my building on Sunset Boulevard, and the blinds were casting stripes of light and shadow across the desk, across her coat, across the face she had spent ten years learning how to sell to an audience that no longer cared. "Help me with something,...

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2026-05-20 20:37:27 -

The Berlin Protocol
## Act I: The Outset Berlin in 1961 was a city of concrete and paranoia, a place where the wind carried the scent of ozone and betrayal. Leo lived in a small apartment in the Wedding district, his walls covered in maps and encrypted telegrams. He was a "Ghost"—a double agent who had spent five years playing the Soviets and the Americans against each other. He was a master of the lapped-over...

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2026-05-29 04:25:06 -

The Man Who Listened to the Stars
**Youngstown, Ohio** The garage smelled like motor oil and old beer. Frank Miller sat on a milk crate in the corner, listening to static through headphones that had a crack in the left earcup. The telescope was pointed at Cygnus. It always was. He'd been pointing it at Cygnus for seven years. Seven years of static. He took a drink from a beer can. The beer was warm. It always was. He didn't...

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2026-05-23 04:23:21 -

The Waltz of the Dying Light
Vienna in 1892 was a city of gilded mirrors and rotting foundations. The Austro-Hungarian Empire was a magnificent corpse, dressed in silk and lace, dancing a slow waltz toward an inevitable end. In the heart of this decaying splendor lived Julian Vane, a disgraced diplomat whose only remaining asset was a collection of forbidden letters and a profound sense of irony. Julian spent his days in...

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2026-05-27 04:14:00 -

The Fog at Blackwater Isle
The fog came in on the tide, as it always did, thick and yellow as old wool. I stood at the rail of the small steamer and watched Blackwater Isle emerge from the whiteness like a hand rising from water. The fort that stood upon it was a ruin even in daylight—black stone, broken battlements, the silhouette of a man who had designed it for war now repurposed for something far worse. Madness, they...

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2026-06-01 12:42:40 -

The Mirror in the Mud
## Act I: The Outset The Georgia coast in 1866 was a place of humid decay, where the air felt like a wet shroud and the scent of rotting jasmine hung heavy over the ruins of the plantation. Silas walked through the tall grass, his boots sinking into the black mud. He was a man of forty, a former Confederate cavalryman who had survived the war only to find that he had no place in the peace. He...

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2026-05-25 05:20:14 -

The Observer
New York City, 2008 I got the call on a Tuesday, which is the kind of detail that would make a novelist proud but makes me want to laugh. There is nothing cinematic about the end of the world. It comes on a Tuesday, in a phone call, from a number you don't recognize. My name is Mark Delaney, and I am an associate professor of astrophysics at City College of New York. I am thirty-four years old,...

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2026-05-16 21:20:44 -

THE FORGOTTEN MEMORIES
THE FORGOTTEN MEMORIES The garden had no seasons. That was the first thing Silas noticed when he opened his eyes — the sky was the same pale blue it had been yesterday, and the day before, and the day before that. A perpetual afternoon, lit by the soft amber glow of orbital sunlight panels. The flowers in the garden beds were the same color: white, with pale yellow centers. They looked like...

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2026-05-17 06:46:09 -

The Unnecessary Experience
The test subject sat in the white room and closed her eyes, and Elara Finch watched her biometric readings on the monitor as the memory paradox began to unfold. It was not a violent process. There were no screams, no seizures, no dramatic collapse of consciousness. The subject simply sat very still, her breathing steady, her heartbeat unchanged. But on the neural monitor, Elara could see the...

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2026-05-20 19:00:11 -

The Witness
The corner store on St. Mark's Place had been in Grace Chen's family for eleven years. That meant Grace had been born into it, which was to say she had been born into the smell of soy sauce and the hum of the refrigerator and the view through the front window of a Brooklyn street that was changing faster than she could understand it. She was twelve years old and she understood things most...

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2026-05-18 20:49:02 -

Arthur Windsor did not sleep so much as he surrendered—surrendered, that is, to whatever force or madness or chemical imbalance had taken up residence in the space behind his eyes and made it its permanent address.
At twenty-eight, he was a gentleman of a declining aristocratic family, which in Victorian England was a polite way of saying he was a man of no income who inherited nothing but a name and a room that smelled of damp and the ghosts of people who had once been proud. The room was an attic. It had been given to him by his brother Cedric and his wife Sybil, who occupied the ground floor of the...

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2026-05-23 21:17:04 -

The Gilded Cage
Act I: The Shattering (20%) The heavy velvet curtains of the manor didn't just block the sunlight; they smothered the soul. Clara stood before the mirror, her reflection a pale ghost in a corset of ivory silk. The room was a museum of forgotten things, filled with porcelain dolls that seemed to watch her with judging eyes. The door creaked open, and Lady Eleanor entered, her presence a sudden...

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