Visitors and staff alike scurry out of the way as a gaggle of low slung choppers, hogs, hot rods and muscle cars roar into the hospital parking lot. Riding lead is the midget biker, and president of the Destroyers, Tony ‘Death Kill’ jones. They all come to a stop at the entrance of the hospital, … Continue reading The Club
Bad Nurse
“Are you sure? He’s going to get better?” Andy says leaning on his new cane. “Yes, the poison from the Consolida, or Larkspur, was the cause for all of the hubbub.” The doctor says, his hands on his hips and cocked head show a little too much relief. Jacob doesn’t let up, “what about the … Continue reading Bad Nurse
Leather, Brothers and Books.
Hideout The cabin’s roof has fallen, the debris still smokes in places. A pack of terribly disfigured humans sniff around the rubble, searching for survivors. Behind them, holding tight to their leashes, stands a red leather clad demon with almond eyes lined in white pencil. Gloria Gillory breathes in deeply, savoring the smell of destruction. … Continue reading Leather, Brothers and Books.
Trees and Teas
The sun coming through the window flickers with the shadows of the oak tree’s thousands of leaves. The shadows makes it easy for Solace to groggily open his eyes. It’s been four days since his transplant and the only visitors he’s had were the nurses and a very irritated doctor. He was able to convince … Continue reading Trees and Teas
Hospitals
Uncle Bart’s hand feels like a lead wait on Cas’s shoulder, “young one, you must calm yourself. There is no reason worry yourself over what is happening now.” “I shot him.” “No, you don’t know that,” Jacob says, lighting a cigarette. “How the hell can you say that, we were covered and he still got … Continue reading Hospitals
Journal Entry: Solace
I seriously think there is something wrong with me. I need to stop thinking about her as much as I do. Today is the anniversary of the last time I spoke to her. It’s been four years of avoiding all the places we used to go to, four years of finding ticket stubs in random … Continue reading Journal Entry: Solace
Mad Mike: Part Five (Final)
“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
Mad Mike: part 2
The world is upside down, no now it’s the right way up, no back the other way. Onion fries, cheap beer and the Thunder Tornado ride are great on their own but together… awful idea. I think it’s something in my brain that isn’t wired right that says bad decisions look good ten minutes before … Continue reading Mad Mike: part 2
Thought of a Thinker 