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Short horror stories from Tasmania. Ordinary lives, broken certainty, and roads that should never have been followed.
THE STORIES ARE WAITING
Short horror stories from Tasmania. Ordinary lives, broken certainty, and roads that should never have been followed.
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Three teeth dislodged with the impact of her kick, and my nose gushed with a shit load of blood, I clenched my hands into…

Big Luis drove another mean, hard fucking arsed right hook into the side of my head as he ripped me from the ground, everything…

They said it didn’t matter what I did, who I killed, where I ran to, my time was done, so, their stupid fucking jaws…

I hate shit holes, but then again, I’ve never been one to enjoy a maze, although I’d say the was more like a stinking…

From the deepest darkest parts of our mind, come the thoughts of control, the wish for power, the desire, to make all the world…

If you read the newspapers, you know what’s going on with the world, how it’s slowly sinking into it’s own shit, but, if you…

Somewhere, out there, they’re waiting, waiting for each and everyone of us. You think I’m lying? Trust me, I’m not. I’ve seen them, out…

It started with blood, like it always does, normally though, it’s not mine, I tasted it in my mouth, and spat a wad of…

The day was glorious, as the sun beat down, onto the family, as they splashed all around. A day at the beach, a day…
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