Training Camp (Part 4)

I took off my shirt and handed it to Vlad to use as a towel. We helped him to his feet and he went into the bathroom to wash the blood off his face. "Whoa, hey!" said Mossy. "Nice ink! When did you get that done?" "When we were in Belgium," I said, turning around... Continue Reading →

Training Camp (Part 3)

The young man murmured and groggily opened his eyes. "Hey mate," Mossy said to him, "take it easy, okay? You've had a knock to the head, but you're going to be all right. Just sit still and try to relax." The young man began to mumble, but we couldn't make out what he was saying.... Continue Reading →

A Day in the Life

Ethel was awakened as usual by the shrieks of her conscience. She took a long swig from the bedside bottle of whisky, and then lay there while her soul succumbed to the anaesthetic. She knew the drill; she’d seen it in countless others whose heads she had cradled as they drifted, at first terrified, then... Continue Reading →

Book Review: Dracula

I’ve never had any particular interest in vampires, but when I heard there was a fellow named Bram Stoker, and this Bram Stoker had written a book—well, there was nothing this side of the apocalypse that was going to keep me from reading that book. Bram’s novel tells the tale of the mysterious Count Dracula,... Continue Reading →

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