Dazed

Just joining us? Read the full story here. The world shimmered, light from the fallen lamp catching on the pooling red. Jamie searched for coherent thought through a world of crimson, but all awareness was tainted by panic. Chills crept up and down her body, beginning at the phantom chunk of shoulder as it continued

Claws

Streetlights passed overhead in metronomic rhythm—one, two, three, four—illuminating black upholstery—five, six, seven, eight—and white knuckles perched at the steering wheel’s upper crest—nine, ten, eleven, twelve… Still, no matter what proof assured her she did move, Jamie felt no closer. It had been so long since she’d last visited Alice at home that the memory of every