The Curse of Gary (Part 76)

He sifted through the shelves of cans and jars and packets, all of which had exceeded their use by dates by around half a century. A complete search of the pantry yielded only two things fit for consumption: salt and honey. Victor cast aside the salt and set the honey jar on the bench. "It's... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 75)

From the hall, he entered the fireplace room and took his preferred, non-reflection-casting route to the dining room, where he hurriedly closed the door on the pursuing vampire. It was peaceful in the dining room. He went to the table, pulled out a seat and sat down. After a long look around at the room's... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 35)

Three electric lights hung from the ceiling, concealed beneath oversized dome shades. The room was certainly cursed, but the hum of the bulky white machine in the corner was like a siren's song to Victor's stomach. He crossed the cold, hard floor, yanked open the hefty fridge door and looked inside. He shut the door... Continue Reading →

Short Fiction: Last Meal

He slid into the diner booth and stretched his aching legs beneath the table. If the floor were cleaner he would have kicked off his shoes. Outside the window the world was grey: sky, rain and misty highway. It was peaceful. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply, massaging the back of his neck. The... Continue Reading →

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