Meme, Chapter 2

“Stop! You’re hurting me!” Sophia crying out only made me strike harder. “Oi! You gotta loicense to be that pretty? Spare me the theatrics—I know…


Meme, Chapter 1

Brave Girl is made of bronze. Standing about five feet tall, she might as well rise fourteen stories. With chin held high, she leans forward…


The Rule of Wrath, Part 2

Moments later, the deafening roar of the throng still reverberating thrillingly against his eardrums, Evan entered his trailer, accompanied by two…


The Rule of Wrath, Part 1

The throng which gathered for the event was in collective good spirits, in spite of the bank of storm clouds which had gathered overhead. The…


The Living Hypnotic Death

“I swear to my mother, God, and every angel in the Baptist choir that I have died before. I have seen death. I have been death!” The old barfly stood…


Dig Two Graves, Part 6

The hospital in San Diego wasn’t so bad. I got warm food twice a day, and some of the nurses were nice to look at. The only part I didn’t like was…


Dig Two Graves, Part 5

Tijuana greeted me with a hot hand. Entering the city at midday felt like walking into a furnace. Everywhere, for as far as I could see, were old…


Dig Two Graves, Part 4

Three years later. My wrestling career ended less than two months after The Creature from Los Alamos wrapped up in New Mexico. Mr. Fuller put me…


Dig Two Graves, Part 3

Mr. Art returned to the set on Friday afternoon. By that point, I was sick to death of Kolb. I was too sullen and riddled with worry to talk, so he…


Dig Two Graves, Part 2

“You’re one ugly bastard, but in a cute way.” It was fourth day of shooting, and Sharon Silverwood introduced herself to me. The beautiful blonde…