My dreams of freedom, and long walks hand in hand with Luke were rudely interrupted by sharp beeping of the keypad by the cell door, forcing me back into my claustrophobic reality. It had to still be night time - I was in pitch black darkness - and my sleeping eyes were dazzled when the … Continue reading A sketchy kind of trade
“You have to trust me.” Flames were licking the closed door, poking out round the cracks like angry tongues. The smoke was so thick it was like breathing dust. Jen watched impatiently as the four young children glanced out of the smashed window behind them, visibly baulking at the prospect of a five-story drop. The … Continue reading Save the day
A bead of sweat trickled down Susannah's creased brow, and she caught herself trying to find a 'clean' patch of t-shirt to wipe it with. There wasn't one. The cell was so warm and muggy it might look to an outsider like it was filled with steam. Didn't people pay money to go in saunas? … Continue reading Four by three
A traffic jam, a bored child, and a despairing parent come together with a sinister turn.
"Wake up Prickles!" Conor's day began abruptly with a pillow slammed into his face mid snore. By the sound of the groans from across the room, Jaz was giving Stuart the same treatment. The question was why, but Conor wasn't awake enough to seek an answer. Instead his hand snaked out from under the blanket … Continue reading The sun in the sky
The darkened hall was full of life. Dancers were crammed in tightly, sucking in the stale air and screaming it back out in chorus with the live band. The walls pulsed and the floor shook, slippery with sweat and spilled drinks. The dancers didn't slip though. They couldn't; there was nowhere to fall. Jumping up, … Continue reading The dance hall