“When I stepped through the gate, and I crossed the border into this world, I knew that the killings would stop. But, but I didn’t think, I didn’t expect, that it would be…” He looks up at the shape, hiding in the shadows.
“You didn’t expect it to be you?”
You can read the expanded version HERE and, as a rare bonus, you can read Jac Forsyth’s fantastic tale based around this short, over HERE.


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