Tag Archives: mind control

Identity

Posted on September 6, 2018 by Helen

I’ve heard that in ancient times identity counted for something. Drones in the hive sometimes speak of it, the concept of individual thought or action, not aligned to the collective goal. It sounds a quaint concept at times, like an … Continue reading →

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Butterfly

Posted on June 1, 2018 by Helen

Your chrysalis becomes you Little would be butterfly Entrapment as transition To live you first must die And you will know the truth By and by You struggle in the confines Such impatience butterfly! You argue with your betters You’re … Continue reading →

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The Hospital

Posted on January 19, 2018 by Helen

“This is the hospital where it occurred.” “Creepy.” He looked at her for a moment, then laughed lightly, appreciating her thoughts. “Yes, you could say that. But all abandoned places seem creepy I suppose. Particularly ones as old as this. … Continue reading →

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Infection (Horror Flash Fiction)

Posted on November 22, 2016 by Helen

They infect him with electricity. In the laboratory he was sedated but now, in day to day life, assaults come unexpected and unprotected. They are testing their limits, he knows. He knows everything about them because they are a virus … Continue reading →

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Watching TV

Posted on September 27, 2016 by Helen

Where were you The phantoms ask When the money washed away? Where were you When darkness fell On that fateful day? Where were you When police and chains Robbed the poor and free I was calm Anaesthetised Watching my TV … Continue reading →

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Butterfly Girl (Horror Flash Fiction)

Posted on September 6, 2016 by Helen

I cannot tell you what it is to be a butterfly girl. My lips are closed when words might be spoken and only open at their command for other services. My eyes shut more often than they allow in light, … Continue reading →

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Flash Fiction – Clown Gang

Posted on July 11, 2016 by Helen

The clown gang are professionals. You can hire them individually for parties and for shows and they will certainly play their part. But their real work is more hidden, and only those in the know understand. Only those in the … Continue reading →

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The Flavour of Spite – Fourteen

Posted on March 19, 2015 by Helen

I am delighted with our progress. Things go more smoothly and quickly than I had anticipated. Aunt Imogen had always said that it took easier with children, so perhaps there is something childlike in my dear Violet, for she is … Continue reading →

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The Flavour of Spite – Thirteen

Posted on March 12, 2015 by Helen

As more time passes, she is more resolute in her decision to see this as a challenge, like a boot camp for her mind, even though during this same extension of time the sessions make this increasingly hard to do.  … Continue reading →

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The Flavour of Spite – Twelve

Posted on March 5, 2015 by Helen

She has been awake for some time now. It seems that she has ‘done well’ with something. Her captor, who insists she calls her host, says she performed well. As a result he has loosened her ties somewhat, or perhaps … Continue reading →

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