The room was illuminated solely by the light from the nineteen inch computer monitor and the tiny red LED glowing on the right side of his huge earphones. To the outside observer, a solitary pale individual sat in the dark, … Continue reading →
“Halfway to eighty” Charlie muttered aloud to himself as he glowered into the bathroom mirror. The pallor of the fluorescent light doing nothing to appease his distaste at the vision before him. Charlie was under no illusions, he had never … Continue reading →
She pushed play and began to dance. She spun around and around, her expression one of pure joy. Joy in the movement, joy in the tinny music that emanated from the tiny speaker. She raised her arms and spun faster, … Continue reading →
Drip. Drip. Drip. The thick red droplets of blood fell to the floor, merging with the pool on the floor that was already beginning to thicken and congeal. The initial torrent had slowed and faded to this gentle steady dripping. … Continue reading →
He picks up the phone and pushes the button to illuminate the screen Nothing. It’s the tenth time he has checked in the last fifteen minutes. She is so bad about replying to texts. On occasion it’s taken her up … Continue reading →
The bear sat on the pillow. Frayed, tattered, one eye missing. Never fully recovered from an altercation with the family dog in 1989. “Just give me a minute” “No problem” She rushed into the room, flushed and breathless and hurriedly … Continue reading →
11:55 Tongue dry, scrapping across even drier lips. An audible rasping sound. 11:56 Every night, the same ritual. Five minutes of preparation. For years the fear was with him all day. 11:57 Years of therapy and CBT had reduced the … Continue reading →
The first time it happened, he awoke in his own bathroom, holding a toothbrush. It would undoubtedly be unnerving to anyone, but to a control freak like Brett it was nightmarish. The doctors and psychologists concluded it was stress related. … Continue reading →
Was it one single impact at a certain place at a certain time? Or a decade and a half of repeated blows? Perhaps it was just a weak vein that had been there all along. Perhaps that single perfectly executed … Continue reading →
The red light on the answering machine blinked relentlessly. “100 missed calls” announced the cold LCD display. In the other corner of the darkened room, another red glow grows in intensity then fades again. He exhales smoke and grinds the … Continue reading →