MICKEY LADDOW Mickey stuffed the cell phone into his pocket. He’d bought it at Sweet’s Drugs and had paid cash for it. Of course, Mr.…
a novel of horror by Dee Emm Elms
MICKEY LADDOW Mickey stuffed the cell phone into his pocket. He’d bought it at Sweet’s Drugs and had paid cash for it. Of course, Mr.…
MICKEY LADDOW The stitches on the cowl and mask were red, crisscrossing in patterns that reminded Mickey of an old train map that had been…
MICKEY LADDOW Mickey’s heavy biker boots made the trip to the willows relatively easy, but slow. The mud got up to his ankles after a…
GUNNY MARSH Gunny kept looking down at his wounded palm, and then toward the sign. His palm was still bleeding, bright red trickles going down…
GUNNY MARSH “Shoot, gut and there you go — five dead-assed raccoons,” Jay said, lingering on the curse word and drawing it out. He tipped…
GUNNY MARSH Gunny only nodded, shoving his hands into his pockets. He’d started shaking at hearing the word ‘bodies,’ but he wanted to try and…
GUNNY MARSH Of course, Penny didn’t answer him. Instead, she just stood there, staring and blinking. Like always. She did that way too much. Gunny…
CJ SWEET “Jay — please stop. Please stop now!” CJ spoke as calmly as she could, even as she was raising her hands up out…
JAY REDWING Even after Jay had coughed out what he presumed had to be the last of the pond water, he seriously felt like total…
JAY REDWING “Who’s this faggot?” Jay asked, aloud, turning toward CJ. He wanted to spit on the ground in disgust, but he knew he couldn’t. This was…