Born and Dead in BrooklynThe girl was a typical Goth and I felt like a shitty cliché as I stalked her into the alley. Pr... Read story |
PainlessI don’t get caught out very often, and when I do I end up beaten and humiliated. The beatings don’t fa... Read story |
Scream if you know what I did last Friday 13thIt had taken me a while to come to terms with our situation. But I finally had to accept it. Al... Read story |
Mirror, MirrorA mirror is magic. Multiple mirrors are magic into infinity. Imagine. Endless reflections of yourself, refracting back into eternity. Countless images, splitting yo... Read story |
Unusual AppetitesAh, mon pere, you’re back. I enjoy your visits; they break up the monotony of this dry, dusty cell. All I ... Read story |
Howard Cavendish's Midweek CrisisMrs Cavendish had been a quiet, efficient woman with little imagination. Shortly before she died she instructed her son always to... Read story |
The Lady in the FogI saw her on a Friday night while I was waiting for a taxi. She glided through the thick fog li... Read story |