“Good evening, Empress Zanther. How are you feeling?” Zanther smiled faintly back. “I can sum it up in one word, my friend: stress.” — Gene Steinberg Copy Share Image
“That’s the other thing I want to talk to you about,” Johnson said. “As you’ve been talking, we’ve been scanning your brain. See that… — Gene Steinberg Copy Share Image
“They were seemingly immersed in a sea of airborne traffic, consisting of rows and rows of speeding hovercars and even a few flying motorcycles… — Gene Steinberg Copy Share Image
“As he grew weaker, he stumbled around the room, bumping into tables, tripping over chairs, knocking over chemical bottles, and making one big mess.” — Gene Steinberg Copy Share Image
“On this subject, U.S. Air Force spokesman James W. Moseley argued, “Those tabloid papers and cult magazines have been raving about this stuff for… — Gene Steinberg Copy Share Image
“For crying out loud, guys, stop this crap right now!” Ray’s face turned red with anger, hands shaking.” — Gene Steinberg Copy Share Image
“Good evening, Empress Zanther. How are you feeling?” Zanther smiled faintly back. “I can sum it up in one word, my friend: stress.” — Gene Steinberg Copy Share Image
