‘Well, that was ominous.’ Across the duality of times spent working or left in waiting for work to end, the final rostered hour of Balendup’s lone video shop had long maligned the attention span of the store’s most adjacently-dedicated staff members.Too late to put on a good horror movie and too early to put on … Continue reading Balendup Video Rentals
Tag: Halloween
Source Decay
Just a quick note that this is a horror short. - Two reels turn slowly as the tape opens and is pulled against the tapehead, white and black static flickering into life on the screen as the ripple of electricity interferes with the picture for a moment. It’s faded at first. Like seafoam and oil … Continue reading Source Decay
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
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
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
