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“The night was up in flames.www.onedoor.cc Hurricanes of crimson and amber whirled up and down the streets, evoking shouts and squeals of laughter from young trick-or-treaters as they tried to catch the leaves in their hands. The night was alive. Snarling jack-o-lanterns were peppered along porches and window panes, flicking their red flame tongues at passers-by. The bigger ones were stationed on the ground facing outward like menacing guardians of the night –”“-BORING!” yawned Ursula; the Sea Witch, before noisily stretching her lilac arms upwards and then resting one on the edge of the tank she was floati...
Missing, not missed
“The police don't fucking believe me!”“What did you tell them?”“What do you think? I told them what I saw.”Pub owner, Jimmy, scratched his unshaven jowls. The sound of scraping calloused fingers against a three-day growth was better than the sight of the fat chin wobble. His customer cringed.“Do you want another beer?”Jimmy pointed at Spike’s empty glass.“You don’t believe me either?”“Let’s just say, you and your mates have kept this pub running, by getting a few down your necks.”“Yeah, you’ll lose me as a customer if you carry on like that. Are you saying that I’m too pissed to know what I s...
Dreaming Awake
Light on. Light off. Walk to the bathroom. Walk to the kitchen for a glass of water. Pick up the phone. Check messages. Put phone down. Close eyes. Tell yourself you’re tired. Open your eyes and realize you’re not.Liz laid in her bed. Her eyes were wide open, but she couldn’t see anything in the dark bedroom. She looked at her phone again. It was 3:42、 She closed her eyes. Brian was snoring on his side of the bed. He wasn’t worried. If he was, it wasn’t affecting his sleep.Liz turned to her side. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. This was not a good time to have an argument, not tha...
Dancing on the Other Side
The streets were vibrant with carved pumpkins, skeletons, tombstones, spider webs, giant spiders, zombies and other Halloween delights - it was the day before Halloween and excitement brewed in the houses of the middle class neighborhood of Charleston. All except in the Turner family’s house;“You guys don’t go, don’t leave me,” sobbed Deloris Turner. It had been almost a year since anyone from her family had acknowledged her but it had been comforting to have them with her in the same house. Today, unfortunately, was the day she had been dreading - she had heard them making plans and arrangeme...