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Silly Henry

by Andrew Openshaw Momentary blackness, followed by a bright flash, then Henry became aware of himself again. His damaged eyes meant he couldn’t focus, but he could make out a faint outline of his surroundings. That was enough; Henry knew … Continue reading

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Regina’s Reactions

By Andy Tu   Click again. Dig a little deeper. You’re scared shitless, you’ll admit that much, but no one ever got anywhere listening to that voice inside their head, telling them to stop when things become difficult. And this … Continue reading

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Ammunition

A Dark Tale by Aaron Hull He was at his desk with his headphones on, watching something loud and hard, so he didn’t hear her come up the stairs. Didn’t hear the click of the safety disengage. Didn’t hear the … Continue reading

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Breaking Point

A Twisted Tale by Tom J Perrin “Olsson, what the fuck is that meagre excuse for a report?” Meet James ‘Jim’ Olsson, a 40 something seemingly stuck in a dead end finance job like many others, and with a complete … Continue reading

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The Green Man

A Dark Tale by Jenean McBrearty When Marty’s friends heard what happened, they said he was crazy. His enemies said he was a son-of-a-bitch who deserved to have his balls eaten by cannibals. I said they’d all die if they … Continue reading

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The Leprechaun

Prose Poetry by Liúsaidh Standing stones. Blood on the rocks. Thrice I call you, Mortal Man. Thou hast caught my shoes, so I cannot run. In thy hands, my lantern of dark-light. I cannot lie. Mortal Man, who seeks his … Continue reading

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I Know What You Want

A Twisted Tale by T.L. Krawec I never liked Hammond. As I enter the pub I spot him at a quiet table near the back, wiping it with a handkerchief. He still looks youthful. Apart from his conservative haircut I … Continue reading

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