A Fax 0.2

Just a quick note that this is a horror story. RE: Facsimile received on the 8th of July 2005 Morning,This case landed on my desk yesterday, so I hoped you could quickly run your eye over it and see if anything jumps out~.On the 6th of July, a Mrs Janet Liu reported a missing persons … Continue reading A Fax 0.2 →

Clouds that May Linger in the Stillness of Sky 0.1

Quick note: This is a horror short Excerpt from October 2028 software update. Keynote speaker— [Name redacted]--------run-code ##*#y\\ Edited 2030-08-15 “My wife died a few years ago...but now with the cloud she's always with me, just over my shoulder, never sad, never lonely.” Here we sit among the ides of comfort, we are surrounded by … Continue reading Clouds that May Linger in the Stillness of Sky 0.1 →

Quiet on the River’s Edge

Quick note: This is a horror short There’s a bridge a few minutes from my home that crosses over a small river. Not small enough that it should go without mention but this was the type of river that would be hard to describe if you were ever asked. It was bland in many senses, … Continue reading Quiet on the River’s Edge →

A Man Stood on the Corner of York and Thile

Quick note: This is a horror short A man stood on the corner of York and Thile.Backstreets, dappled by stillness on these quiet nights, are not often are filled with the shapes of strangers. Shapes brought to prominence by the hospital white saturation of a solitary street light.The shadow, a man, cut with streaks of darkness, … Continue reading A Man Stood on the Corner of York and Thile →

The carpet that didn’t fit

Quick note: This is a horror short It was perfect. That neat rectangle of blended patterns and silken weave hung so perfectly in the store. It seemed to almost call to you on that perfect day, that day so filled with laughter and sunlight.So too the laughed merchant, as he spoke in quick compliments while … Continue reading The carpet that didn’t fit →

The Urn That Took on Dust

The Urn That Took On Dust. A short story about loss and dedicated to Edgar Allan Poe. Part of Spookytober scary stories

A short fall…

Quick note: This is a horror short. Sunday. Work on a Sunday was never going to be an enjoyable prospect, but another shouting match with the site foreman if the roof wasn’t ready for tiling tomorrow would have been more unbearable than anything that you could imagine. You’ve felt rushed all day, Mistakes to fix, … Continue reading A short fall… →

That which reaches

Quick note: This is a horror short Night darkens my study once again. A crooked lamp of iron and fractured glass looms below the arch of my window and embers quietly against the clutch of night. It’s pole, wrenched to an angle by damage long past, allows the glow of this fragile will o’wisp to … Continue reading That which reaches →

A floorboard by the windowsill

Quick note: This is a horror short It was upon the verge of night. The waning light of another day lost in fretted melody threw odd shadows across your room: dusty and tired. Moving to retire for the night you notice a small marking, newly appeared, upon the floor. Curious you walk closer, each step … Continue reading A floorboard by the windowsill →

The Apple

Quick note: This is a horror short I bite into an apple and see a tooth jutting from the white of its core. Checking my mouth finds nothing missing. Watching, I see a small ring of blood circling the lost tooth, fading slowly as my focus blurs. Underarming the apple into the trash I then … Continue reading The Apple →