A story in the Writing Prompt Stories Universe
You are an assassin. A little girl has just come up to you, handed you all her pocket money and asked you to kill her abusive relative. [Writing Prompt]
A story in the Beyond the Wall of Sleep Universe Part of Gothic Horror Challenge
New Orleans used to be a city of elegance and beauty. It's all gone now, and instead of laissez les bons temps rouler, I get the leftovers from a Cold War era gulag. Except sometimes, I see things. Hear things too. A brass band leading a funeral procession. A whiff of magnolia. The whisper of live oaks draped in Spanish moss. I don't know what's real anymore. And I can't get out.
A young man wakes face down on concrete to find himself in a room with no doors or windows. Contusions and bruising on his head are painful reminders of the events that led him to where he was and as his memory returns, he realises he’s not the only one in trouble. He has to get out and fast…
The headcount is seven. A serial killer is working the strip-clubs of lower Manhattan. But that’s Detective Tomasina Vencenzi’s beat... and Tommy doesn’t like it when someone messes with her girls.
"She felt an arm seize her... Alison knew she was going to die, choked to death as he raped her." It's 1978 and Alison wants to travel, finding good and bad in the world.
Sometimes you believe and sometimes you don't. I have a friend, Nathaniel, who has changed my mind about many things. Hospital Island taught him a very serious fact. Don't trust a Red Coat! It's nice to have a friend help with writing stories too and he helps me in more ways than you can imagine.
