Mystery
-How do I look? Lorna asked, leaning on the counter, letting her perfectly coiffed blonde hair fall down and holding a long black smoking cigarette holder in her right hand
Despite its troubles
-How do I look? Lorna asked, leaning on the counter, letting her perfectly coiffed blonde hair fall down and holding a long black smoking cigarette holder in her right hand
Angie looked sadly at the girl at the other side of her mirror. It was a matter of time. Seconds? Minutes? Thump, thump, thump… The pounding on her door was
Finally, the sun has risen. I can see now where I am. A cave at the shore of the Ocean. The orange light enters through the opening in the rocks
-How much time do you think we have? asked Rosy -I don’t know: A week? A month? Answered Melanie. They were sitting on the top of the pickup in front
Carl woke up after a strange deep sleep full of unsettling dreams. He opened his eyes, relieved, but immediately realized that he wasn’t in his bedroom. He tried to stretch