Prisoner

I’m still stuck in this place. The room is large. White. The walls are cushions. There is a bed, a desk, and a chair. There’s nothing else. I’m pacing around like a polar bear on melting ice. I bite my nails—no—nevermind. I don’t have any nails to bite anymore. I guess the skin will do. I’m gnawing onContinue reading “Prisoner”

Tokyo Blood

Challenge: Write horror using the prompt. It was a dark alley where nobody walked. Yuki slid into the looming darkness as she held her purse tight, afraid, trembling from the shivers of the night. Her long black hair tied behind her shoulders, she wore her favourite heels and the tight skirt her boss Hime-sama forcedContinue reading “Tokyo Blood”