Juliet Williamson awoke, and smiled to see the usual threads and circles of incandescent multicoloured light crowding above her:

“Hello, my friends. Tell me who you want me to contact for you and why.”  (more…)

It was a Thursday, the last day before the weekend that the boy would be visiting Ewing. They sat at the kitchen table at Ewing’s condo in Van Nuys, fruit punch between them, Darius using his fingers to count through single-digit multiplication problems. (more…)

As she lay waiting for the end to happen, holding Bryony in her arms, Rosa thought back to how they came to be lying together on this bed. The sounds of the distant zees cut through the night, but there was no chance that they’d make it in here. She couldn’t do it to the woman she loved.  (more…)

Billy awoke slowly, almost reluctantly; his skinny arms still wrapped protectively around his little sister. The city was waking up from the long, dark night as well and an insipid light was filtering into their hiding place.

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Mah…mah….mah…Misty dog must be gone too.  Daddy said that as long as Misty was in the backyard I wah wouldn’t have to worry about any scary monsters. One time, yesterday when I was little, I thought I saw a mah mah monster with scary teeth hiding near my pillow but but but daddy said no because Misty wouldn’t let any mah monsters in the house.  Daddy said I should be bah big and brave just like bah bah batman.  (more…)

You can take Jim’s theory and run with that if you want.

Me? I still aint sure why it all happened. (more…)

On the third day, Sister Evangelina was shot through the head. She was the third Sister of Lazarus to be struck down, following Sister Zoe and Sister Susannah. On a distant hill, watching her quarry through her binoculars, Mary Travis regarded her handiwork and smiled grimly. (more…)

The first thing I saw was pink satin, bunches and bunches of pink satin, and I raised a fist covered in white lace and rotting flesh and, oh, damn you Mom, damn you, you always took advantage of me when I was at my most vulnerable and you knew the only time you could dress me up like a pretty little princess was when I was DEAD, at my FUNERAL, not the fuck-you blaze I wanted to go out in at all but I couldn’t stop you, could I…I’m really hungry. (more…)

Kevin stepped back, pulled his facemask over his chin and moved forward across the ruined highway into the desolate wilderness of post-apocalyptic Auckland. (more…)

On the dark,deserted grey-green Tasman Sea, midway between the shattered and haunted remnants of Australia and the precipice sanctuary of New Zealand, an apparent large piece of driftwood stirred, ebbed and flowed in the stillness. (more…)