She lowered her head into her hands. Her thoughts soon drifted back to Tom; what he had been through these past few days, how he killed Zargaff. She now understood how callous she had been after he just took a life, and not even that, he watched Zara die. Her breath hitched when she stared back at Artemis. She had been too impassive. Now she thought she understood. “Lauren?” Lauren felt heavy breathing against her neck, the tired limbs of Artemis lain at her sides.
Image from here. As some may have noticed, there's been a brief hiatus in the current novel collaboration. That does not mean it is over. Far from it, in fact. Chapter seven is now up to be claimed again, with chapter eight currently reserved. Who wants to write chapter seven? Remember, it’s first come, first [...]
Darkness wailed, as they shuffled silently ensuring Anastasia had indeed left the basement. Tom balanced himself up with one of the boxes sequestered in the room. “I don’t want to see her,” his eyes twisted shut.
To start off, I unfortunately will no longer host the Horror House Wednesday prompts and contests. It’s been a good five weeks, folks. I’ve read every entry and enjoyed it dearly—it has been so much fun. This as well means that there will be no more of these contests or prompts on here. I’m saddened [...]
Viewer discretion: Insanity and gore warning. And no disrespect to any religion was intended. He didn’t know why she’d asked to meet at the old cottage. It had been years since his wife had even mentioned this property. She greeted him at the door with a smile, vastly different from the weird behaviour exhibited by [...]