OCTOBER TERROR 2018 Short Story Award – Entry #39 “Cold Fish” by S P Oldham
Mist covered the lake like a blanket, seeping over the bank to cloud the edge of the woods. The sun was still low, lining the [Read more…]
Mist covered the lake like a blanket, seeping over the bank to cloud the edge of the woods. The sun was still low, lining the [Read more…]
Chris locked the door to His apartment, sighing, wondering why He bothered. Nights out always held such promise but never delivered. Lots of beautiful people [Read more…]
In a little wooden boat on the Baltic Sea, just off the coast of Sodermanland, there sat a lone fisherman. He had come at the [Read more…]
After bagging a twenty-five-point buck, which was the highlight of his hunting career, Louie Shafer decided he had finally brought down a deer worth mounting. [Read more…]
When I see him, he looks nothing like I’d ever imagined. The face isn’t hard or gaunt or even stuck with misaligned teeth. Instead, it’s [Read more…]
We’re off, and it’s a five-hour drive full of chatter, music, joints and piss stops. We finally arrive at the edge of the campsite, which [Read more…]
“Halloween,” he moaned, parting his blinds and looking out into the street. The afternoon sky had turned from warm and cloudless into a brooding, bruised [Read more…]
Hey, I’m Charlie and I’m a cannibal. Well, I was a cannibal. I grew up living in a cave. What a cliché, eh? Other than [Read more…]
The dead never stayed buried in New Orleans. The rich built houses to store their cold ones when the end came, to stop the tide [Read more…]
Chapter 1 “Feck!” My phone rang as I drove down the motorway; no way was I answering it, I already had six points on my [Read more…]
Tokyo at night was a neon dream imprinted on his eyeballs, he lurched down the street his head reeling from jet lag and a [Read more…]
Doctor Eliot Meister was crazy. He was fine with it. If that was what society wanted to call him. He had different ideas against [Read more…]
The Nice Lady said that if I told you about what happened she would let me see Saffy, my sister. Me and Saffy don’t like [Read more…]
The fog on either side of the motorway was thick, almost like smoke. Oliver could just about see shapes through the fog if he really [Read more…]
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