No Stone Unturned

Mark Franklin was fidgety as he sat in the jury deliberation room. They had been sequestered for 4 days now. No matter how much they discussed the case, it always came back to the same vote. 11-1, guilty. Mark was the 1, fighting against the tide. The windowless room was hot and stuffy. The fluorescent... Continue Reading →

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The Apartment

Zoey felt the door slam inches from her face. She stood in the dim hallway, staring back at the dull gray door. Scratches and dents showed the years of abuse from tenants ramming furniture into it as they moved in, and then again on the way out. Zoey knew when she agreed to move in... Continue Reading →

Basement Door

The basement door creaked open on its own. The pungent smell of musty air, cold and damp, hit her hard, stinging her eyes. Wafting was much too delicate a term. This smell came at her like a rabid dog. She turned her head to take a deep breath of fresher air before descending. She wobbled... Continue Reading →

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