Edited by Brien Bigelow

Illustrations by Lucas Marra

    Shock was running all through Sarah’s body. Feeling her heart beat, when it had been nearly two years had shaken her. After Martha had been banished, she checked her bag to make sure the jar containing the remains...

Edited by Brien Bigelow

Illustrations by Lucas Marra

    Finn found a small room to hide in and think. His head was positively swimming with everything that had happened, and he wasn’t sure he could contain it all. Worst of, the lack of a moon hanging in the sky meant if...

Edited by Brien Bigelow

Illustrations by Lucas Marra

    ‘I’m sorry,’ said a man with an Irish accent. ‘I didn’t know he was a friend.’ Vincent could sense movement all round him. There were nervous heartbeats echoing within the chests of their owners, save for one that...

Edited by Brien Bigelow

Illustrations by Lucas Marra

    Maria sat with her eyes peeled towards the snowy wastes of Switzerland, as she waited in her room, having long forgone sleep in her eagerness. Despite not knowing any German, she had been able to find an inn using...

Edited by Brien Bigelow

Illustrations by Lucas Marra

The train had come to a screeching halt, coming to a stop just short of Jack’s nose. He smiled and disappeared, just as passengers began to stick their heads out of the windows to see what had caused many of them to be...

Edited by Brien Bigelow

Illustrations by Lucas Marra

Edited by Brien Bigelow

Illustrations by Lucas Marra

Finn and Sarah trudged into Switzerland at the height of a blizzard. They had kept to the outskirts, trying their best to move east as fast as possible, only for the c...

Edited by Brien Bigelow

Illustrations by Lucas Marra

  Finn and Sarah trudged into Switzerland at the height of a blizzard. They had kept to the outskirts, trying their best to move east as fast as possible, only for the cold to nearly stop them in their tracks. It wasn’...

Edited by Brien Bigelow

Illustrations by Lucas Marra

Maria watched out her window. She could still see the smoke rising from the remains of the asylum across town, but paid no attention to it. Time seemed to move so much more slowly since last night., each minute feeling...

Edited by Brien Bigelow

Illustrations by Lucas Marra

‘Maria,’ he said, unsure of what he could say to fix this. He wanted to explain he was looking for a cure. He wasn’t going to steal anything. He was already a monster, he could not bear to add to his list of sins in fr...

Edited by Brien Bigelow

Illustrations by Lucas Marra

Vincent could feel the warmth of the blood sliding down his throat. It was a feeling of pure ecstasy to have fed on something bigger than a rat for once. The pig’s blood gave him a brand new strength. With a full stoma...