Creepers
She heard the scuttling sounds following so closely behind her. How could she not? She knew she was shedding infectious particles at an alarming rate. It was…
Creeping Cough
She had a cough. Deep. Wet. Ragged. They called it the creeping cough. Non-communicable to humans. Supposedly. And yet here she had it, and it was taking over…
Shriek
She accosted him on the sidewalk, as he was loading the last of his gear into the truck. He had just come from a client’s house, the last job of the day. He…
Accusations
She leans against the sink and stares at the message scrawled in the dust on the mirror. Thank god it’s just dust this time, and not blood. Her arms and…
Monster
Slitherin’, slimy, goopy and grimy, up it comes from the muck. Tentacles waving, bottomless cravings, it drags her into the guck.
Deepest Regret
Dear Daddy, I can still feel the hole inside the day you left. It pains me greatly every day. Sometimes I double over and wish to die, the agony is so great. I…
Called
Allandra stared at the stone that lay on the ground before her. It was flat, round, and perfectly smooth -- and it hadn’t been there a moment ago. Now, it…
Story in a Tweet: Arbitration
Divine fire, poured from heaven, another village burns. Retribution for one of God’s fallen angels. Penalty. Sacrifice. It is not enough.
Zombie Wife
I can hear her shambling around downstairs. She keeps knocking things over. I wonder how long it will be before she figures out how to make it up here. I…
Listen to Ava: Flock-mind
Thousands of birds swarmed through the sky like a great, migratory organism -- swelling, shrinking, pulsing according to an invisible rhythm only they could…
Listen to Ava: Supplicant
The cast-off tennis shoe lies discarded in the gravel by the side of the road, its white leather dry and cracked. Just beyond it stands a sign delineating, in…
Story In a Tweet: Wealth of Riches
Wings shorn off, feathers dispersed, and the market is rich for a day. My job here is done, until another angel comes to avenge his brother.
Story in a Tweet
Knife dragged. Blood trail. Rolling head, falling limbs, and screaming women and children all that mark the passing of yet another angel.
Murder In Her Eyes
There was murder in her eyes. He saw it clear as day. Problem. He rubbed the tender spot where she’d hit him with the blunt -- and his heart skipped a beat…
Worldbreaker
We broke the world, cracked it open from pole to pole. Lit the planet up and burned it with fire from within. We had to. It was the only way to get rid of…
Networked
André jammed the button on his phone. Nothing. Everything was all touchscreens now, except for the solitary button necessary to reboot a device if the OS froze…
Enemy Within
We slipped our bonds and escaped across the dunes. The distant sound of crashing waves drew us westward. We ran for everything we were worth, fear and…
Rumination and Horror
He vomits, on all fours and stomach heaving. Long, ropey strings of fluid slide from his mouth to the ground, wet and glistening. It is the color of infected…
Flight
He soared. He had always wanted to fly, and now he was doing just that. He had no feathers, no wings, but he was flying just the same. The special magic that…
Pinnacle
He stood, shirtless, before the sink and mirror in the public restroom. His hands rested, palms down, on the corners of the sink, fingers curled downward…