by Russ Thompson | Aug 25, 2014 | Horror in a Hundred
Good Intentions by Terrie Leigh Relf It’s not like I don’t like spiders. I would chase after and gently ease them into cups or napkins, carry them outside. They’re sentient beings, too, right? But I just got so tired of being bitten. Seriously. You should see me....
by Russ Thompson | Aug 22, 2014 | Horror in a Hundred
By Your Love Enveloped by Terrie Leigh Relf I saved your letters, and still read them. The best parts? “I want to envelop you with love,” and “I love being inside you, and wish you could know what it feels like to be inside me.” That was so thoughtful. . . After you...
by Russ Thompson | Aug 14, 2014 | Horror in a Hundred
A Life of Its Own by Terrie Leigh Relf Ma always said my tongue had a life of its own. Used to get me in a heap of trouble—‘specially when it spit out all sorts of nasty comments to our neighbors who looked at ma an’ me like we were some kind of strange. I s’pose we...
by Russ Thompson | Aug 12, 2014 | Horror in a Hundred
Monster Under the Bed by Terrie Leigh Relf “Mommy—the monster’s back!” Sammi scooted up against the headboard, knocking several books to the floor with a thump. “THERE’S A MONSTER UNDER MY BED!” She screamed, then paused to listen. Nothing. Sammi clambered to the...
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...