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Jon Peters, Writer and Creator of CyberDayz, a website devoted to cyberpunk, horror, and flash fiction.

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Omega 8: Message
It was the day of our wedding and Reba was nowhere to be found. I was in my deep blue suit, Uncle Doug, drunk and stupid, adjusting my...
Jon Peters
Apr 18, 20222 min read
The Locked Room Part 1
It’s not every day that you meet a zombie during a thunderstorm. They don’t like the rain. They tend to hide under trees or bridges...
Jon Peters
Apr 18, 20222 min read
Omega 8: Arrival
Reba and I arrived on the island, code named Omega 8, with ten marines, our research gear, an armored jeep and a safe. We’d boarded a...
Jon Peters
Apr 17, 20222 min read
Omega 8: Island
Base Camp. 2019 It finally found me. It came sprinting out of the forest while I was sleeping off a hangover on the beach, the tropical...
Jon Peters
Apr 16, 20222 min read
Omega 8: Agent Z
Water cold, skin clammy, fingers shriveled. Carving knife limp in my hand. A droplet of water suspended from the lip of the faucet. I...
Jon Peters
Apr 15, 20222 min read
Rejuvenation
I’m burned. Eyes on fire. 4 a.m. Sleep deprived, overloaded on coffee and nightmare fuel. It began on the 30th of December. I was taking...
Jon Peters
Apr 15, 20222 min read
The Locked Room Part 2
I climbed down from the tree and grabbed ahold of the lock. “It’s locked onto some kind of board, you idiot,” Evelina said with a Texas...
Jon Peters
Apr 13, 20223 min read
The Locked Room Part 3
Evelina picked the perfect time to sneeze. The zombie stopped hollering and the priest quieted his chanting. Evelina and I froze behind...
Jon Peters
Apr 13, 20222 min read
The Locked Room Part 4
The zombie doctor cocked his head as the sound of the horde above called forth from the darkness. Dead-eyed, it stared at the door and...
Jon Peters
Apr 12, 20222 min read
The Locked Room Part 5
The church was ablaze. Pews were lakes of fire, blackened bodies slumped over benches like decayed stuffed animals. A priest with flamed...
Jon Peters
Apr 11, 20224 min read
The Locked Room Part 6
You’d think having a car would be a teenager’s main priority, but I always got around well on my feet. I never saw the need to spike my...
Jon Peters
Apr 10, 20222 min read
The Locked Room Part 7
The bar was empty save the three of us. We were dirty, smelly and slightly terrified. But Crab Bay was to be our personal paradise from...
Jon Peters
Apr 9, 20222 min read
The Locked Room Part 8
Bone marrow must taste good, judging by how much time zombies spend attempting to eat it. It’s not like they just rip off your flesh. No....
Jon Peters
Apr 8, 20223 min read
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