Forgotten Rooms

He walked past the graffiti-laden walls, 36 steps, turn left, 42 steps, right wall.

Someone had stolen the bench. He felt the wall and floor. Click. The wall slid to the right. The dust drifted upwards on the disturbed air.

Nobody had found this room. It must have been 20 years. The door marked by them clawing from the inside. He could hear their screams. He could smell their fear. He would never forget. How could he?

Now they’d led him back here. The door closed quietly behind him.

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Lady Lozenge

Grey Moon – Monday (ep. 5)

Yuffie shook out the newspaper. “Oh, that’s a shame.”

“What’s that?” asked Fuen.

“The lady who invented the throat lozenge has passed away,” replied Yuffie.

Reala and Fuen gave Yuffie a moment.

“It says here that there will be no coffin at the funeral.”

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Elephant Room

Grey Moon – Monday (ep. 4)

“Mind if I order on a tab?” asked Yuffie.

“Sure,” replied Reala. “Running a bit short?”

“Yeah, I bought Fuen an elephant for her room,” said Yuffie.

“Hey, yes, thanks for that,” said Fuen.

“Don’t mention it,” replied Yuffie.

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Little Fears, Big Update: Fey

Well howdy. Another week, another update.

  1. Fey
  2. Threadless – Sale
  3. Chili Cinema
  4. Patreon

Fey

Ah, an old character I doodled but hasn’t been in a single published tale yet. A quick re-doodle and she’s in this weeks #Colour_Collective.

Threadless – Sale

Last chance to get free shipping on our Threadless store orders. Good Christmas presents, just saying! Use the promotional code CHEER7cca8e at checkout. Offer ends December 15th.

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Chili Cinema

Alex, Layne and I will be watching Land of the Dead and having a laugh on Twatter this weekend. We’ll be hitting play at 9 pm GMT or 4 pm EST for our American friends, and tweeting like zombie splatter fangirls. You can find our Twitter handles at @Chew_On_Glass@SynBoomstick and @TheLittleFears. Watch along with us if ya fancy.

While giving Twitter a mention, I still have 4 codes left for a £5 voucher on Chili Cinema. Tweet me here for a free £5 Chili Cinema voucher

Patreon
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Have you noticed my weekly update posts have had links to my new patrons? Well, not for the last couple weeks… Do you want a shout out at the bottom of my weekly update posts? Head on over to Patreon and pledge $10 or more a month and not only will you help with Hydra’s feed bill, but you will also get that weekly shout out with a link back to your site. Hit me up on Patreon here: https://www.patreon.com/littlefears

 

Train Journeys

The train rocked. She woke.

“Look at me,” came a voice from the other end of the carriage. A lone passenger, watching her.

She avoided his gaze and stared out the window. She couldn’t place where the train was. Too dark outside.

“Look at me,” he said.

He was close, two seats up the carriage, moving towards her. She peered back out the window.

“Look at me,” he said, sitting next to her. She did.

Denver never did find her eyes.

I do like train related horror… Maybe too many years commuting on London Transport…  A couple more review thanks and shout outs for Seeking Hydra.

NotDonner of Dogtown blog post review
Layne of Chewing on Glass on Amazon

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500 Injuries

Grey Moon – Monday (ep. 3)

Fuen staggered into the pub.

“You look knackered,” said Reala.

“I know,” sighed Fuen. “I just injured myself walking 500 miles delivering post.”

“Oh dear,” replied Reala.

“The postal company said I had to walk 500 more,” moaned Fuen.

“Injured at work? You could be entitled to compensation,” said Yuffie. “Call the Pro Claimers to find out.”

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Lincoln Yuffie

Grey Moon – Sunday (ep. 2)

 

Yuffie wandered into the bar, wearing a stovepipe hat, a waistcoat and a phoney beard. She took a stool at the bar and ordered a pint.

“Going to a party?” laughed Reala.

“A costume party,” replied Yuffie. “I’m supposed to come dressed as my love life.”

“Your love is Abe Lincoln?” asked Reala.

“Yeah,” grumbled Yuffie. “My last four scores were seven years ago.”

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Serving String

Just then, a piece of string walked into the bar.

“Oh hell no,” yelled Reala, “I don’t serve pieces of string here!”

“Darn,” grumbled the piece of string. She wandered back outside, looped herself up and over then tattered her ends up. While straightening her tie she walked back in.

Reala eyed her with suspicion. “Aren’t you the piece of string I threw out a moment ago?”

“No luv,” she replied. “I’m a frayed knot.”

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Doris, 84

Doris, 84, shocked to death by an electric blanket. She’d come in with black marks and burns across her face and body. Presumably, day shift had made her passingly presentable.

She didn’t notice the blood under the counter. Or the grin forming on Doris’ face.

She noticed a rustle when Doris sat up, but by then it was too late.

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Atomic Hydra

Reala slid Hydra and Yuffie a drink. “Welcome back Hydra.”

“Cheers,” replied Hydra, sipping his lemonade.

“Listen,” said Reala. “You’re sitting on that stool, and the cushion’s compressed under your weight right?”

“Yes,” pondered Hydra.

“So you exist, in a substantial physical form, taking up space around you, atomically,” continued Reala.

“I guess,” replied Hydra. “What does that mean?”

Reala leaned in. “You matter.”

Yeah. A hopeful pun to end Hydras search. Seeking Hydra is free for just one more day!

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Quick thanks to a few more reviewers!

Lisa of Papermore
Chizure of Mnemosyne
Rii of RiiTheWordsmith
Stefanie of Kokopelli Bee Free
Eklstic of Exlastic
Shawn of Mackenzies Dragons Nest
Rita of Twitter

I think that’s everyone… If you have given me a review and I haven’t given you a shout out, poke me!