<![CDATA[Jackson Tel Stories: BITS & PIECES]]>https://jacksontelstories.substack.com/s/bits-and-pieceshttps://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!WEwd!,w_256,c_limit,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fa9d00190-d56b-428a-8a5b-7c3a1277420e_635x635.pngJackson Tel Stories: BITS & PIECEShttps://jacksontelstories.substack.com/s/bits-and-piecesSubstackWed, 20 May 2026 01:01:29 GMT<![CDATA[Neither Dead nor Missing]]>https://jacksontelstories.substack.com/p/neither-dead-nor-missinghttps://jacksontelstories.substack.com/p/neither-dead-nor-missingSat, 21 Mar 2026 09:05:24 GMT

The slowly sinking ship burned on the horizon all day and into the night. The Captain and forty of his crew made it safely to the craggy shore. Those who didn't were listed as either dead or missing.

But the saboteur, heading the dead column, was not.

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]]><![CDATA[The Most Delicious One of All]]>https://jacksontelstories.substack.com/p/the-most-delicious-one-of-allhttps://jacksontelstories.substack.com/p/the-most-delicious-one-of-allTue, 03 Mar 2026 11:48:12 GMTAttention. This is Gerald Blackburn, known by most as The Invisible Killer. I have an announcement: Jackson Tel has left his body. Arrivederci.

This consummation was the most delicious one of all. He fought me tooth and nail as I teased him towards the big moment. His screams alone were exquisite.

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