Horror, Short Stories

A Drain on the Neighborhood: A Short Story

My Dearest Friend, Phillipe, I hope this letter finds you in good health, you old egg. I myself have been under siege of late. But of course, that is what happens when you are forged from a different mold, as are you and I. The feeble-minded still inherit the earth, and they try to feast… Continue reading A Drain on the Neighborhood: A Short Story

Horror, Mystery, Short Stories

We Are But Echoes: A Short Story

The primary choice of transportation entertainment for most malls is a choo-choo train. The Riverbend Galleria had a trolley. Bright red. Green roof. Thin black track embedded in the marble tile floor. Riverbend Galleria painted on the side in yellow. It didn’t chugga-chugga; it clicked like a card threaded through bicycle spokes. It didn’t blow… Continue reading We Are But Echoes: A Short Story