Brendan Sanders

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2022

Stories (19)

19 Stories

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“The Infected Part Two” by Brendan Sanders

Submitted to Contest #163

                                FIVE YEARS LATER… The world has changed a lot since I watched my best friend Nick reanimate as one of the Lurkers. The Lurkers are what we’re calling the infected now. With everything that has happened to the world these past fifteen years, the Lurkers have made it somewhat easier to live in, but harder to survive. There are less living people to conten...

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“The Infected Part One” by Brendan Sanders

The air is cold tonight as the sun faintly peaks out of the ash filled sky. The world we live in now has been through hell. The Russian invasion of the U.S, pandemics, nuclear fallout, hell, even an asteroid the size of Los Angeles hit the Earth, caused quite a bit of damage. This is our life, a group of about twenty-two adults, three young kids who have all lost their parents. My name is Sarah and my job may be the most important one here. I'm the gatherer, my job is to leave the group and find supplies. I also scout a path that we can keep...

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“The Lost Light” by Brendan Sanders

Submitted to Contest #138

The smell of ash riddled the cave, lights fading as the torches were snuffed out. This world is not my own, I don’t know how long it’s been since I ended up here, but I’m beginning to lose hope of ever returning to my own world.               The sun is bright today, the streets are busy and full of people shopping, running late to work, delivering food. Of course Japan is always busy, no matter which part of the country you go to, everyone is either working or planning to...

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“The Sound” by Brendan Sanders

Submitted to Contest #137

There it was, that awful screeching.              Has it been two hours already? I must have dozed off, understandable since I don’t sleep much these days. I sit up from my chair. I put the fire out and close the chimney. I move sluggish through the empty dark corridors of the mansion. I’m not even looking where I walk as I’ve done this over and over again, once every two hours for as long as I could remember. Searching for the screeching. It only lasts three minutes. It’s...

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Hello! Thank you for checking out my profile. Read my stories, I'm not the greatest writer ever but I believe I have some fun while writing, and you may have some fun while reading! So, thank you!