From Clean to the Red Mist

Here is a start of a story, I just need to start writing and this was the beginning of that process for me. It’s not a full story but the start of one. Here is the inciting incident. I still don’t know who these characters are but I needed something to happen to get the ball rolling. This scene wasn’t supposed to go into the direction it did but I needed that moment and I took the Die Hard route given it’s the holidays. I originally posted this on Medium but also want to use my own online space for this material while I get a feel for writing something this way. This material is in no way final, its just a start, a draft or a fragment of a possibility of a story.

This is the link that goes to my own website for the the same thing. I don’t think I will use both for the same material but I will split off the stories once I am further along if I can stick with it the process of it all.

You could find him at the docking ports in the pipe, which acted as the main hub of the entirety of Vedas station. The pipe was a multi kilometre cylinder which stretched for dozens of kilometres interspersed with huge rotating torus rings which offered a gravitationally bound space for the population who called the station home. Currently there are 6 rings in operation, each rotating at a different rate to create a semblance of gravity for the people who lived and worked on it. Each ring had…