“I don’t want to go down there, Barney.” Maria grabs my hand, ready to run back to the entrance, but the screams from the cells filled with murderers and rapists stop her. The rattle of her bracelets give away her fear induced convulsions. I feel the way she looks, ready to faint. Cupping my hands … Continue reading Mad Mike: Part Five (Final)
Mad Mike: part 4
Michael leads Maria and me down a flight of stairs and into the next room. It smells like pipe smoke and a delicious food. The ground is bathed in the red glow of crimson lampshades scattered around the barren landscape. Michael takes a step forward, dead leaves crunching loudly underfoot. The ground shutters, I can … Continue reading Mad Mike: part 4
Mad Mike: part 3
I can’t move. Did I really just see that? No, I was seeing things because I’m so excited to see this damn horror house. That’s it, I’m going to turn around and be scared shitless a few times, when I get out I’ll find Steve and we’ll laugh about it. Taking a deep breath I … Continue reading Mad Mike: part 3
Thought of a Thinker 