Category Archives: serial fiction

Part 13 – An Empty Space

Tom He wasn’t afraid. Not really. Sure, he was jumpy, but he’d done the night shift more times than any other employee. If anyone could show someone how to make it through the night, it was Tom. Tom watched as Lucy walked away, a triumphant skip in her step, jet black hair shining bouncing behindContinue reading “Part 13 – An Empty Space”

Advent of Evil – Days 1-4

Day 1 – Hang with Care Ever get the feeling that glass ornaments are more precious than they appear? That an old bauble breaking is a strange sort of tragedy? Something to fear? You’re experiencing genetic trauma. You can still feel the scar. One of your ancestors let one break. They let something out. You’llContinue reading “Advent of Evil – Days 1-4”

Part 12 – Charity on Highway 525

Lucy Kat didn’t seem bad. A bit dim, maybe, and being the boss’s niece was a hit against her. In other circumstances, Lucy would be more charitable. But the way Kat looked at Tom made her blood boil. Like how all the shallow girls at school looked at him. Like a piece of meat. SheContinue reading “Part 12 – Charity on Highway 525”

Part 11 – Introductions

Kat It was sweet of Soph to drive Kat in for her first shift. She would be meeting a lot of new people, and having her aunt with her made it feel more approachable. Like she wasn’t alone in all this. It didn’t hurt to have the boss on your side, either.  Then again, what if they assumed sheContinue reading “Part 11 – Introductions”

Part 1 – The Creep

It’s blinding. That fluorescent light, shimmering like a dance of petulant electrons. A wave of radiant denial.  I can barely see the surrounding store, shelves full of tat and garbage that looks oily beneath that unnatural glow. Rancid trash radiating its putrid stink, slick to the touch and poison in the veins.  It’s disgusting. ButContinue reading “Part 1 – The Creep”