“What do you think’s up there?” Arioch looked nervously at the moving staircase. They moved slowly, tauntingly. He had approached them earlier and they had sped up ever-so-slightly; he had not gone near since. They never seemed to end. With each second a new, grey, metallic step emerged from the depths and rolled upwards, forming … Continue reading From above (a short story)
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The Judge and The Jury- a short story
Her eyes had never left me since I entered the club. It was more than a little disconcerting. The building was fairly tasteful; it was clear this place had been an undercroft in a previous life, all the original stonework and arches were there. Fake sconces hung in the recesses of the wall, the electric … Continue reading The Judge and The Jury- a short story
Time Echoes
The cramp in my legs was started to reach crisis level but still I daren’t move. It had to be soon. I was far too worried that I would spook it to move. I knew it was a ridiculous fear but I didn’t want to have to wait another 546 days or however long it … Continue reading Time Echoes
Identities
I stood watching the cabin burn. I felt strangely empty. I’d been here for two months trying to figure out my next step and this morning the decision had rather been forced. I had just arrived back from getting more supplies. The walk to the nearest town was not a short one but it was … Continue reading Identities
The Road Not Yet Travelled
They always asked him what he was doing. Why he hadn’t settled somewhere, gotten himself a job? Why did he keep moving, travelling across the country aimlessly? Only he wasn’t aimless. He had no idea where he would end up, but he knew where he was going. He felt the tingling sensation on his forearm … Continue reading The Road Not Yet Travelled
The Ghost With No Name
This flash fiction is written in response to a creative writing ink prompt. It is also expanded from a tweet micro story which was a response to #SinisterSunday and #SoYouWriteSat Mike pulled up to the side of the road. It had been over an hour since he’d passed another car and longer than that since … Continue reading The Ghost With No Name
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