by Russ Thompson | Aug 8, 2014 | Horror in a Hundred
The Vision by William Morgan My death awaits me. Today, sometime. I saw it in a vision. My throat will be slashed. I’m sitting in the corner of my bedroom, gun in my hand, waiting. I can hear children’s laughter outside, raucous, full of joy, full of...
by Russ Thompson | Aug 7, 2014 | Horror in a Hundred
With Love’s Dark Wings Stephen Williams I was delivering a wedding cake, but then the ravens got so thick I couldn’t read street signs. Squinting through talons, I found the reception pecked to a pulp at the eye of the ebony storm. Bridesmaid dresses (even more...
by Russ Thompson | Aug 6, 2014 | Horror in a Hundred
Compromise by Rose Blackthorn He’s never liked my flower beds. He says they are a waste of time, and space. We don’t spend enough time together, he says. All my spare time is spent there, weeding, planting, pruning. The smell of the manure, he says, is offensive. ...
by Russ Thompson | Aug 5, 2014 | Horror in a Hundred
Debris Field by Terrie Leigh Relf I was in the survey station’s bio lab when I happened to notice the debris. The captain called all hands. “Looks like body bags. Probably died during that last solar flare, jettisoned out the airlock.” “They didn’t appear on...
by Russ Thompson | Aug 4, 2014 | Horror in a Hundred
Reaper by Lori R. Lopez The mirror never lied, showing every pockmark and crease, gaping pore; the purple rings beneath eyes. Netta wore signs of age like combat medals, proud of all she survived. There were many near misses, triumphing over death, the Reaper’s...
