Dime Novels From Oblivion

"I do fear we are arriving at a point in human history. A terminus where instead of gleefully anticipating the future we will mourn what might have been."

The corridors of the hospital became a corpse-choked labyrinth. Pain filled moans blended with the delirious cries of abandoned invalids on the edge of death. The generator sputtered and groaned as it burned its last drop of fuel. Darkness swallowed the hospital's windowless confines and dozens across the complex made their last breath through a mechanical apparatus designed to mimic the slow rhythm of life. The hospital abandoned by its staff was now little more than a mausoleum. Gerry was a paraplegic left alive in this warehouse of the dead. His broken body was permanently immobilized.
The sensation of touch did not exist. Gerry was little more than a pair of eyes.
Time dissolved in the darkness that was at times, so heavy Gerry wasn't sure if his eyes were open. The impenetrable black he stared into was like a…

The gray skin gargantuan carried soldiers on its back to the battlefield. Its handlers drove it through parched deserts. With sun-scorched sands that burned to the touch, and across mountain ranges where flesh gnawing winds howl and the bodies are preserved under mounting snow. The lumbering animal bore not only the heavy armor of the soldiers but the lives of his brothers that perished in this mad march towards death.
 He watched the soldiers descend on an elephant that had fallen and dismember it with their swords so they could devour its flesh and leave a mountainous carcass for the flies to feast on.
 Its black marble eyes were heavy with sorrow and gleamed with the fresh tears that came whenever he remembers the hollowed eyes now just two dark chasms carved out just above a flaccid motionless trunk.
When they reached the battlefield, the weary soldiers whipped themselves into a frenzy. Both sides banged their shields while they exchanged threats and insults.
They forced the beas…