“Help me, nurse,” I clutched my burned throat, “the Men Downstairs are coming.” “We’re coming for you, Lauren.” Squeak. Squeak. Squeak. “You’re a stupid bitch.”… Read more “The Men Downstairs”
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King’s Street
“Fuck off. The fuck you doing?” I roared, as I raised my fists. There were four of them around me. Two lads holding onto me, while two… Read more “King’s Street”
