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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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“Are we really going to do this?” He says nervously, looking towards her, she smiles, and he feels his heart beat, rapidly increase. “Are…

“Are you sure you’re doing it right?” She says as she forces herself up, onto her tippy toes and peers over his shoulder, towards…

“Let me start by telling you, all this, is because of you. I know what you’re saying, who me? Well, think yourself one of…

“Don’t be a fool Mia, it’s not too late to stop all this from happening,” he yells to her, but she stares off, into…

I never said I was anything other than what I was. I didn’t fake it, I didn’t pretend, I was me, that’s all. But,…

She spins around the room, dancing, humming some old, ancient tune as she does, and he sits there, bound to his seat, watching. She…

“Are you really sure that’s how you want to start it?” “What do you mean?” “Well, it’s so, been done before more times than…
THE ROAD DOESN’T END HERE