They said it starts with an itch. They lied. It was more like goosebumps, it wasn't constant, it mostly occurred when there was a slight breeze in the air, that's how it felt anyway. The feeling of someone watching you from a distance begins to creep up on you, the hair on the back of … Continue reading The Itch by Chloe Copland
I kneel on the cold wet road, holding his head up off the ground as the rain batters down on us. My breathing is short and ragged, body shaking, not from the cold, but from the fear of losing him. I give him a gentle shake, trying to keep him awake. His eyes half open, … Continue reading Loss by Chris Hamill
I wrote this for a horror anthology published by Four Horsemen Press, a now defunct indie e-publisher based in Glasgow.