Dark Dreams and a Dreaded Hunt

Tim stared, mouth agape, at the blurred clock glowing green. Fear pricked all over him. The street was hollow and silent. Nothing disturbed its stillness, save for Tim’s timid footfalls. He searched the street’s length for any movement but found none as far as he could see. Everything in him told him to leave, to…Read more Dark Dreams and a Dreaded Hunt

Double Trouble and a Wandering Eye

The smoking door receded over Tim’s shoulder as he left Pierre's and tried to gather himself. He couldn’t tell if his stomach ached from the red-dressed dream woman’s Heimlich or from the hunger that drove him to find her. He wondered where to start searching and felt unsure of reality, scared that he might actually have…Read more Double Trouble and a Wandering Eye