Category: Stories

Adriana Priest’s hands were still shaking. After two days on the road – on the run – she had finally spoken with her friends on Team Mwerte. Their calls and texts had been non-stop; their messages concerned, then pleading. Adriana didn’t answer any of them, though each time the phone rang she felt it like […]

This is the day that confronted Adriana Priest: pale blue skies, clouds like cotton candy, pleasantly cool temperatures underneath a layer of warming sun. She watched this world from where she sat at the top of a slope buttressing an unused highway overpass, and she was afraid. Nearly all of the familiar things of her […]

“Guys, look.” Adriana Priest dropped her bag on the chipped linoleum table that served at Team Mwerte’s strategic planning center, almost knocking over Kate’s open bottle of sparkling water. The bag was relatively new, while the table, and the house surrounding it, was many decades older than anyone in the room. The entire team was […]

Read Part One Here Read Part Two Here Read Part Three Here Read Part Four Here   Adriana Priest had to look away as the scissors finished their bloody work on the rat-faced one, the leader. In her career thus far as a Shriexer, she had been witness to many terrible things: ghosts that looked […]

  Read Part One Here Read Part Two Here Read Part Three Here   Jaffe cursed and whirled around, looking. The girl wasn’t with them. He turned back to face Cake. “Fuck, that fucking little—” He stopped, and his face went funny. “Something… something just punched me in the back, Cake.” Even without looking, Cake […]

  Read Part One Here, or Part Two Here   Cake returned to the driver’s seat, turned on the ignition, put the van into gear, and pulled away from the shoulder. Jaffe returned to the back with the girl, holding her so she could see out the front to direct them. “What’s the stupid shit going […]

Read Part One Here   “No, NO!” she screamed. Cake rolled her over onto her belly and sat on her ass, ignoring her kicking heels on his spine. Gathering her arms together behind her back, he pulled one of the plastic cinch-ties out of his pocket, slipped it around her wrists, threaded it through and […]