Shade’s fingers slid across her neck. She felt the dart that’d caused the pain. “I never told you why I went to prison,” Shade said. “What’s in your neck?” Anne asked. Shade pulled the dart out. “You have any Band-Aids?” “Oh my fucking…” Anne began, then realized she should probably look for the Band-Aids. “Yeah, […]

It’s odd how two people can grow so close and yet feel so apart. Shade stood in Anne’s living room, looking at Anne, terrified for her life. At the same time, Anne stood in her living room, looking at Shade, unsure what was going on. They’d seen each other, sure. And they’d talked some, too. […]

The bar should’ve been closed half an hour ago, but Shade always struggled to get the last guy out. It was always the same guy, too — Carmine, some strung-out vigilante from the sixties, who’d seen too many impossible things while taking psychedelics. Once she made sure Carmine got up to his room, Shade relaxed. […]

Prometheus went to the morgue by himself, to see if he could identify the body. He could. “It’s her,” he said, looking at the birthmark on Katie’s arm. He remembered that from when she was a kid. The smell of the room was terrible, but Prometheus still lingered for a second. Even if Katie’s dead […]

After an awkward moment of silence, Prometheus opened his mouth to speak. He didn’t know exactly what he planned on saying — something to the effect of “Try not to bring up your criminal record when I’m talking to you, Anne, because it’s uncomfortable,” seemed like the way to go — but the radio-cum-police-scanner preempted […]

Prometheus came to work bone-tired, sometime in the mid-afternoon. The garage shutter began to rise just as he got within sight of it, and he smiled. After the nightmare of last night — finding out that Katie had gotten herself into so much trouble — it would be nice to have some peace and quiet. […]

Randy got back up to his floor and walked out of the elevator. He used the keycard to enter the room where he’d just killed Katie. It was awkward to cut her skin with a fork and knife, but he managed alright. Took the skin he needed so he could graft it onto himself. He […]

The hitman crouched over Katie’s body, ready to get to work. First, he wanted her eyes. He placed his pointer fingers on the top and bottom sides of her eye socket. He pushed back until the bones broke. He reached carefully, cupping the eyeball with his thumb and middle finger. He pulled, taking both the […]

Katie relaxed. The visions had abated, which made her smile. No longer did she see visions of herself getting strangled, or run off the road, or what have you. No, she didn’t see the future at all. She only saw herself, in the reflection of the car’s mirror. She sat at the drive-through of a […]

The next afternoon, Anne sat in her car, outside of Prometheus’s garage. “What have you gotten yourself into?” she asked herself, watching the garage shutter open. She couldn’t help but shake the suspicion that a garage would be the perfect place for murder. “Not that he has any reason to kill you,” Anne mumbled, as […]