by Russ Thompson | Feb 10, 2015 | Horror in a Hundred
Musical Chairs by Thomas Kleaton Two men circled a high-back chair under a single dim bulb in the cellar. “Shame on you two, trying to rob an old widow.” The record Carol placed on the turntable hissed, and then Perry Como began to sing. The younger man was ogling...
by Russ Thompson | Feb 9, 2015 | Horror in a Hundred
Disposal by David Wing At some point disposal becomes something of an issue. The front garden was always out of the question, far too public and the rear was becoming over populated and floral. I’ve never been much of an eater and while not too gamey, man and...
by Russ Thompson | Feb 1, 2015 | Horror in a Hundred
Reflections Pt 1 by James Michael Rice Tony had just finished the Lord’s Prayer when something in the far corner of his room caught his attention. Some dark and malevolent presence was materializing in the gloom, something that looked like a living stain....
by Russ Thompson | Jan 30, 2015 | Horror in a Hundred
The Still (III) by James Michael Rice I was only seventeen when I first gazed upon the dazzling light of truth that amazed my soul and swallowed my thoughts: There are such things as monsters. There are such things as demons. There is a place where monsters and...
by Russ Thompson | Jan 28, 2015 | Horror in a Hundred
The Still (II) by James Michael Rice Late at night, when the hour is none, I dream the dreams of the damned. I satisfy my every desire without guilt or shame or consequence. I dwell only in the darkest regions of the human soul, that secret place where...
by Russ Thompson | Jan 27, 2015 | Horror in a Hundred
Final Moon by David John Wing The dark came fast that day and it started with the stars. They’d gradually been dimming, but this was the big one. The Moon seemed corrupted somehow. Its luminous shell greyed, followed by a burnt smell that spread through the sky and...
