Short Story – Apocalypse: The End? – Part 5

Mr Stein grabbed her as she was about to hit her head again, which was running copious amounts of blood and he could see the pieces of glass sticking out in a determined manor before falling out of the thin layer of protection between the skull and epidermis. He held her arms across her bodyContinue reading “Short Story – Apocalypse: The End? – Part 5”

Short Story – Apocalypse: Don’t Hope – Part 4

“Darkness? That’s a weapon? Yes, I can see that. It strips you of some things, mostly sanity. The darkness is a force which makes you imagine horrible monsters. but what most think is an absence of their vision making them go nutty or paranoid, it generally is the lack of sound which makes the abyssContinue reading “Short Story – Apocalypse: Don’t Hope – Part 4”

Short Story – Thank goodness it is Friday – Part 5

She waited the good three minutes for her computer to start. While waiting her stomach appeared to be doing a ventriloquist act with the desk across the aisle. She was then telling herself that only eating a cucumber salad was a dangerous diet choice as the gas would most likely cause her insides to continueContinue reading “Short Story – Thank goodness it is Friday – Part 5”

Short Story – Wednesday Humpday – Part 3

Wednesday, she thought wearily, the dreaded day where she had to justify how much time she had been procrastinating over due dates. For some reason, every manager in existence seemed to think that saying end of the week meant they were giving workers all the time in the world, even when said at 3pm onContinue reading “Short Story – Wednesday Humpday – Part 3”

Short Story – Monday Blues – Part 1

She woke with a groan and looked at the litre bottle of whisky and noted that she had managed to dent it considerably during the previous night. Slowly raising her pounding head and glancing at her bedside, to find a gulp of water in a glass, she took the swig, idly contemplating an article sheContinue reading “Short Story – Monday Blues – Part 1”

Short Story – Ghost – Part 6

She knelt beside Chris and saw his face looked raggedy in the soft light filtering from the streetlights into the window. She reached out a hand and sighed as she remembered they couldn’t touch or use it to comfort. So she questioned quietly, “Why do you stay Chris?”A pause, which seemed to last an eternityContinue reading “Short Story – Ghost – Part 6”

Short Story – Ghost – Part 5

“What did the devil try to tempt you with? Wealth or power?” She asked Chris. “Neither, I was offered revenge,” he sighed. “Oh,” she frowned, “you still have a grudge against someone after all this time?” “No, and that’s why it doesn’t work. The longer you stay, the less you care about the petty thingsContinue reading “Short Story – Ghost – Part 5”

Short Story – Ghost – Part 4

All Hallows Eve – The first trial They stood watching out the wall of windows, which completely covered the side of the building. The sunset in beautiful oranges and pinks on the horizon. While the small park opposite the office building, which was also close to the thriving and touristy waterfront was beginning to comeContinue reading “Short Story – Ghost – Part 4”

Short Story – Ghost – Part 3

“Why don’t you ever fade away?” She asked, wondering at his reticence and unwillingness to talk of his former life.  “I guess no one really cared about me,” he answered, thinking of the last time he had faded away. … 18 April 1994 Chris appeared and found Shaun screaming at the wall… Again. Shaun appearedContinue reading “Short Story – Ghost – Part 3”

Short Story – Ghost – Part 2

Saturday, 31 October 1992 “Yeah, I know. Listen the office is disserted, so I can change into my Halloween costume before I wander down to the hotel bar and meet with you guys,” Chris shrugged as he entered his office. His fiancé hung up with a small sigh and he shrugged his shoulders, thinking theContinue reading “Short Story – Ghost – Part 2”