Courtesy Alistair Cunningham For the Terribleminds challenge, Somethingpunk. I think this qualifies more as laserpunk than cyberpunk, but you be the judge. Jack Magnum was never more at home than he was on the ground, a warm beamer in his hand, goons on his tail. The incandescent neon of the street illumination and the various… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Magnum Damage
