The Fingertips Project: Darkened Corridors
On“So, this is the last one.” “Yep — so what’re you going to do?” “God, I don’t know. I don’t really have any good ideas.” “Do you have any?”
Category: The Fingertips Project
A series of short pieces of fiction, each based on one of the segments of “Fingertips” by They Might Be Giants from Apollo 18.
The Fingertips Project: Fingertips (Reprise)
On“OH MY GOD IS THAT LOADED??!?” “Of COURSE it is! Come with me.” “Mmmph — where are you taking me?” “You’ll find out soon enough.” “…” “…” “…” “…”
The Fingertips Project: Heart Attack
OnOh, how are you doing today? I’m OK, can’t really complain. Seem to be having a minor myocardial infarction — nothing too big. My left arm has gone numb, but that’s OK. Nothing too awfully bad — I’m right handed anyway. Hey,…
The Fingertips Project: The Day That Love Came To Play
OnThe beautiful, shimmering woman introduced herself as Eros; we welcomed her — our town was always friendly, and there’s something about beauty that makes people a whole lot more amenable to new folks. She said something about it being her day off…
The Fingertips Project: Mysterious Whisper
On[REDACTED] – The citizens of [REDACTED] have disappeared. The disappearances began last [REDACTED], slowly at first, with a few of the more outlying and reclusive residents going missing at first. Soon, however, the disappearances seemed to focus around a certain family, the…
The Fingertips Project: I Heard A Sound
On“Would you go check that out?” “Do I have to?” “Why wouldn’t you check it?” “I didn’t even hear anything, so I wouldn’t know what to check.” “You didn’t hear that?” “Nope.”
The Fingertips Project: I Don't Understand You
Onhave I to because an that die; heh, I ABOUT or IT’S haven’t that it’s “sure acquaintances. all people of That’s rid I I’m ask one what don’t guy’s like the begin still before, or to what even I but, of culprit,…
The Fingertips Project: Something Grabbed Ahold of My Hand
OnI don’t know what it was. It was just an empty grasp and yet it grabbed me and held on tight and would not let go no matter what I did or how I screamed or shrieked. It held on tighter and…
The Fingertips Project: What’s That Blue Thing Doing Here?
On“CLOSE THE DOOR! DO YOU MIND? I’M USING THE BATHROOM!”
The Fingertips Project: All Alone
OnI suppose I should have figured this is what it’d be like. There’s even a Twilight Zone about it with the guy who’s the last guy on earth and he wants to read but then his glasses break. Luckily, I don’t have…