“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”
My first horror-themed piece of writing.
Mitch was in St. Peter’s hospital, running down the corridors, with his coat flapping behind him like a cape. He barged into a room and went over… Read more “Awake Chapter Four Blood of Innocence”