The Werewolf and the Zombies – 3

I have no idea why I tell him. He mentions it first, the discovery the previous day of two badly decomposed bodies in a rundown trailer at the end of some narrow road off of Highway 849. A friend of one of the deceased men went to pay a visit (read: score some drugs) and... Continue Reading →


The Werewolf and the Zombie – 12

I turned over, expecting to see the dim outline of David's face. Instead, I saw his hip. I turned back over, grabbed my cell phone off the nightstand, and checked the time: 3:12 am. I sat up. "What's wrong?" "You woke me up. You were growling in your sleep." "Oh my God, I do that?" "More than... Continue Reading →

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