Tag Archives: murder

Another One?

Posted on May 29, 2020 by Helen

  Davis: Another one? Wilson: ‘Fraid so, sir. Davis: Third in a week… Wilson: Yep, it’s turning out to be a bumper crop this year sir. Business is booming. Davis: That’s one way of looking at it. Wilson: Beats actually … Continue reading →

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Darkness Castle

Posted on July 11, 2019 by Helen

The tour guide promised a visit to an historic site ‘steeped in blood and mystery.’ They called it the ‘Darkness Castle’. It was abandoned now, and ruined by centuries of weather and the indifferent cruelty of time. Still, that seemed … Continue reading →

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Can You See It?

Posted on June 13, 2019 by Helen

Can you see it in my eyes? In my smile? I see you, behind the mirror, my other self, my best self. You are smiling back at me. You are pleased. Did the blood on my hands soothe you? Did … Continue reading →

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Pack Them Away

Posted on May 16, 2019 by Helen

Pack them away At the end of day As the shadows crawl Over the bay As the depth of darkness Wanders through these halls Pack away the secrets Make sure to hide them all Pack them away Pack them inside … Continue reading →

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Scream

Posted on July 5, 2018 by Helen

I hear you scream still In my fevered dream Cloth cannot dull the tones So harsh that claw within A guilty mind For this is what I find I hear the guttural cry You uttered as you died The shroud … Continue reading →

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My Friend

Posted on February 16, 2018 by Helen

Have you met my little friend Mr Knife? He’s the bestest, bestest friend Of my life Causes bothers For some others Causes strife But he’s the bestest Of the bestest Mr Knife Mr Knife has been with me Since ten … Continue reading →

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What Lies Within

Posted on February 9, 2018 by Helen

I still remember ‘the place’. That’s all we ever called it. No other name. It was as though, to our childhood minds, any other name might render it more frightening, more portentous, more chill. We couldn’t risk giving it any … Continue reading →

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Broken Chair (Horror Flash Fiction)

Posted on December 20, 2016 by Helen

A desolate house and a single broken child’s chair was all the police found upstairs. The house had been deserted, clearly, for many weeks. The man who lived here was long gone, and only these memories remained. Underneath the house, … Continue reading →

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Nasty Boy (Horror Flash Fiction)

Posted on October 11, 2016 by Helen

Wilson was a nasty little boy. I always knew it. I was about five years older than him, and he was my neighbour. He looked like a little angel. Shock of pure blonde hair on the whitest of skin, a … Continue reading →

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Fortune

Posted on August 29, 2016 by Helen

I will read your fortune. Sit quietly and concentrate on what you want to know. Sometimes we don’t really realise what our true questions are, so let them rise. The cards will know, and tell their story, but you may … Continue reading →

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