Category: Flash Fiction

August 15, 2019
August 1, 2019

There were eyes always watching, even the pebbles beneath his feet were looking up, staring expectantly. Grind them back down, he thought, grind them back down…

June 17, 2019
May 13, 2019

In the dark, a tarnished door knob turns painfully slow. The hand that twists it is a patient one, one with years of practice.

April 5, 2019

There was darkness, thick and inky, all around me. And there were other things in the darkness with me. I felt their fingers, or claws, tearing at me, it was the most awful sensation I’ve ever known.

March 28, 2019