and then there was a knock.

and then there was a knock.

Written in the first person as Orange Jeff, living in the alternate Universe of Second Life. I was sitting there for, oh I don’t know how long. Sometimes I just stare off into… well, at that wall there actually, but in my mind, I can daydream. You bet we...

Fiction: My pet project story.

Jeffrey Banon’s doorbell rang at 7am but nobody remembers because that didn’t leave enough time, so 16 minutes later, it rang an hour earlier at 6am. One ding. After a suitable pause, old Mr Tyson began to doubt his ding. Maybe the doorbell doesn’t...