Blocks
By Paul O’Neill Image by Smolina Marianna “What’s the issue, ya skinny piece of pish?” the man in the yellowed vest bellowed from his doorway. Maybe yer prick of a son shouldn’t have smashed ma two-year-old wi a… Continue Reading
Horror
Autumn Leaves
By Paul Stansbury Image by Oliver Denker Autumn’s wireless headset blared ‘You Made Me This Way’, causing her throbbing headache to tremble in magnitude. Shouldn’t have had a good-luck-with-the-interview party all by myself. She tapped the button. “Hi,… Continue Reading
Torso
By Jack T. Canis Image by Kichigin I awaken with a start. I’m sitting in a white tiled room. My back to a wall, sitting on the floor. I don’t know how I got here. I don’t know… Continue Reading
Lemuria
By Cameron MacPhail Image by Atelier Sommerland Agrippa died one week before the festival of Lemuria. The villa had been unusually chilly that night, a fading remnant of the winter past, and Julia was already awake… Continue Reading
Some Stay for a while
By Nathan Good Image by Robsonphoto There was something unnatural living over on the golf course – at least that’s what William kept saying anyway. The problem was that he wouldn’t say anything else. When Davy managed… Continue Reading
The Final Truth
By J. Marshall Morgan Image by Teodor Lazarev I hate missing flights, even when I do it on purpose. My stomach still churns. My hands still sweat. And my leg still bounces. But at 1:42 p.m., I watched my… Continue Reading
Homecoming
by Peter Emmett Naughton A portion of the wall at the side of the barn had been punched in leaving a gap just large enough for Ben to slip through. He’d only ventured into the place a handful… Continue Reading
The Haunting of Berkeley Square
By Dorian J. Sinnott Image by Lario Tus Berkeley Square was the darkest corner of London. It wasn’t simply that the trees shaded the streets on the edges of the park or that the street lamps never blazed… Continue Reading
Record of the Saint Peter Facility
RECORD OF THE SAINT PETER FACILITY By ZF Sigurdson photo by Ethan Daniels I pray for the soul who finds this record. I’m only writing it for my own sake and the hope no one finds this or the… Continue Reading
Backwater
By Dean King Ned parked his rattle-trap pickup at the end of the guardrail, making sure to pull over as far as possible onto the shoulder of the road. The county sheriffs wouldn’t hassle him for leaving his… Continue Reading