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Drabble: Revisionist by Michael D. Winkle

by specklit

When we finally built a time machine, everyone cheered. Unfortunately, history proved to be depressing. Mighty heroes turned out to be total dicks. Great cities of ancient civilizations were open sewers. And Cleopatra had halitosis.

The Spinosaurus we dropped into Ninth Century France livened things up, though. It was recorded in some epic poem as a marauding dragon.

Next we dumped a nine-foot Gigantopithecus in northern California. Caused quite a stir. I suggested a Plesiosaur in Loch Ness, but Dr. Llewellyn says the water’s too cold.

“But,” he added, “a Cenozoic proto whale . . .”

Who says history can’t be fun?

Author’s Note: This harks back to the Science Fiction Writer’s Handbook, by L. Sprague de Camp, which suggested we give thought to the B.O., grime, sewage, and other unpleasant things we’d find if we could actually travel back in time.


Drabble: Electronic Voice Phenomena by Michael D. Winkle

by specklit

Phil played a CD called “Thrilling Haunted House Sounds.”

“I don’t like Halloween,” said Arlene. “Not since that night in the old Foley place… when Chris disappeared.”

“Come on, he left for LA, like he’s always planned,” said Phil.

Dennis examined the CD case.

“Listen: ‘The voices on this album are genuine auditory phenomena recorded at actual haunted sites.’”

Moans and cackles echoed over the party. Phil snorted.

“Real ghost sounds. What a load of –“

He dropped his beer as a familiar voice yelled: “Help! Phil – Dennis – it’s got me! Phiiilll…”

“I don’t think Chris made LA, Phil,” said Dennis.

Author’s Note: Just an idea I had after reading too many ghost stories.


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