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  • Don’t Scramble My Eggs – KILLtober Short Story

    They both sit there staring at the egg in silence for what seems like an eternity, until Toby eventually turns towards Mitchell. “So, do you think it really is a dragon egg?” Mitchell rolls his eyes before smiling broadly, “Fuck yeah, why wouldn’t it be?” “Well, Burton could’ve been lying about it being a dragon…

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  • It’s Not The Snow Day I Wanted – KILLtober Short Story

    His hand blindly feel around the cold earth beneath him until finally he feels the rock in his hand, and tightens his grip around it. Mustering up all the energy he can to throw it towards the outskirts of the small clearing he finds himself trapped in. The rock thuds to the ground several feet…

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  • This One Is All In The Patterns – KILLtober Short Story

    “It’s not going to be that easy,” Jameson says as he looks over the newspaper clippings that cover the wall before them. “Whatever pattern he’s following, it’s going to be a lot more complex than us being able to see it straight away. This guy has clever but he also likes to play with his…

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  • As The Swing Saw It – KILLtober Short Story

    The eeriness is only intensified as a breeze tumbles through the playground, and giving the swings a gentle nudge. Lincoln spins around, pulling the shovel high into the air readying it for attack. His heart beats powerfully in his chest as a fine film of sweat seeps from his pours, causing a shiver to erupt…

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  • The Frailties Of Believing – KILLtober Short Story

    “If you don’t shut the fuck up, there ain’t going to be an after this for us to even contemplate what could be. Shit bro, I get the whole reflection crap, but that ca…” Daryl doesn’t get to finish his statement as Chris stuffs his hand over his mouth and signals downward. Daryl’s eyes widen…

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  • A Killer Fairy Tale If You Ever Felt One – KILLtober Short Story

    “Suffice to say, we have the numbers to turn the tide,” Vincent says as he looks down over the small group that remain. “Not to sound negative sir, but those FUCKING things have decimated our numbers. How can you even contemplate going against them on their home turf with such limited resources and men,” a…

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  • Birds Of A Feather Burn Together – KILLtober Short Story

    He drives the blade up into Maria’s chest, twisting it with vigour, and even though tears stream down his cheeks he allows a demented smile to slowly grow larger on his lips. “How’s that for a FUCKING surprise then, BITCH?” He yells as he spits in Maria’s face, and thrusts her now lifeless body to…

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  • It’s The Things Of Building Blocks – KILLtober Short Story

    David places the blocks onto the floor before Harris and smiles. “Show me,” he says. “What, with these?” Harris says as he tightens his eyes and taps his forehead with fingers as if playing a piano. “No, I put them there for shits and giggles,” he says, the sarcasm dripping off his every word. “Of…

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  • Freeze Frame Life For A Dance In Hell – KILLtober Short Story

    “Say it again?” He asks with a bemused smile upon his face. “Say what again?” “It, what you just said!” “Which part?” “Fuck it, why not say it all again, from the start.” “What stupid fucking game are you playing Smoltdon? You heard everything I just said, as did everyone else. So if you’ve got…

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  • How To Bait A Perfect Trap – KILLtober Short Story

    Gerald looks over towards the girl and swallows before turning his attention back to Foster and Ives. “No!” He says proudly. Ives laughs hysterically for several seconds, only to have her laughter put to an end by the loud clapping of a gun firing. The girls almost decapitated body drops to the ground like a…

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  • Like A Mindless Sheep Going To Slaughter – KILLtober Short Story

    “I don’t think your assessment is keeping in flux with what is actually wrong with the patient doctor, and that is why I am disagreeing with your diagnosis. There’s no ill gotten means, and I have no desire to see you made a fool of. All I want is the poor sod who’s lying on…

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  • Wearing The Ring Thing – KILLtober Short Story

    “It’s not like that,” he says as he throws himself onto the table before him. Spit flys from his mouth and showers her face but she only continues to smile. “You have forfeited any ability to make any alterations, and or claims after the twenty-four hours that passed directly following your signature of the contract.…

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  • A Shortness Of Something Valuable – Short Story

    “You think just because you have the ability to do something, that it then gives you the right?” Barnaby hisses through clenched teeth while pointing a firm finger towards Gavin. They share a moment of silence before Barnaby slaps Gavin powerfully across the face with his other hand. Saliva and blood leap from Gavin’s mouth…

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  • Forever And Always – Short Story

    The glass crashes to the ground as Kyle feels the warmth run down his face. “That will be something I’ll save for later!” He hisses through clenched teeth as he grabs Bobby-Joe by the hair and slams her head into the concrete floor beneath them. He feels the burning of the bullet as it rips…

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  • Bad Day: Queen For A Day, Part Four – Short Story

    The world was spinning like a fucking merry-go-round on crack as Shera the princess of power picked me up and forced my head in between her massive thighs setting me up for a perigee while also dousing my head with a vomit worthy offering of rank pussy juice. She drove my face into the ground…

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  • Bad Day: Queen For A Day, Part Three – Short Story

    “You think you can around killing members of my family and live pig dog?” The well libricated voice of Sasha Villmemore hisses. Sasha was vomited from his mother’s vigina and slapped with the name Sergio Segligari before he’d even cried his first shit scared tear when he first clapped his eyes on his old man,…

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  • Bad Day: Queen For A Day, Part Two – Short Story

    The world was a mess as the second boot connected with the side of my head, and I went twisting all around the pool, except there was no pool and I wasn’t really twisting, it was more like cascading to the floor like a free flowing tap. “Rat bastard!” I head a woman’s voice hiss,…

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  • Bad Day: Queen For A Day, Part One – Short Story

    The saltiness of my blood hit the back of my throat and forced a suction like effect to take place, leaving me to desperately struggle for a breath. My concentration thankfully was broken some seconds later as another fist hit me in the side of the jaw, dislodging another tooth. I felt something grab at…

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  • Burn The Wave Length – Short Story

    He sits staring at the computer screen half a daze by the deep low-level vibration that hums its way through his semi aware frame. A high-pitched squeal perpetuates his ear drums like colorful explosions given life by his subdued mind. He grabs the small hand-held walkie-talkie from the desk beside him and takes a deep…

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  • Bad Day: Chinaman, Part Three – Short Story

    Three broken fingers, a cracked sternum, two holes in my left shoulder, a broken nose, the worst fucking headache I’ve had this side of Joey Laurence’s bucks night and a clamp on each testical was what greeted me when I came back to reality. China hadn’t has the balks to remove me from the equation just yet,…

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