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The Line - Part 2 An Original Short Story by K H Simmons Photo by Adrian Moise on Unsplash You know when your mind just goes blank? You’re exhausted, because you’re too afraid to sleep. You know you need

The Line - Part 1 - An Original Short Story by K H Simmons Photo by Adrian Moise on Unsplash It was just a nightmare, wasn’t it? A terrible dream that made me wake up covered in sweat, my heart racing,

Precision, Protection, Perfection - An Original Short Story by K H Simmons Photo by Franck V. on Unsplash Precision, protection, perfection. Charge complete. Good Morning Routine – initiated. 'Good morning

The Summoning - An Original Short Story by K H Simmons Photo by David Monje on Unsplash I lowered my toothbrush as the bathroom distorted and stretched around me. There was a brief moment where I wondered

Haster Hill - An Original Short Story by K H Simmons Photo by Alexander Sinn on Unsplash The house on Haster Hill had gained a reputation over the years, it wasn’t the good kind. Some say that Lord Haster

Time Well Spent - An Original Short Story by K H Simmons Photo by VanveenJF on Unsplash ‘Doesn't it seem ironic that you get paid in time for your time?’ the junkie laughed as I stepped through the garbage

Two Minutes - An Original Short Story by K H Simmons Photo by Daniel Klein on Unsplash ‘ETA two minutes!’ Two minutes might not seem like a long time, but a lot could happen in that amount of time. In

We Are Not Them - An Original Short Story by K H Simmons Photo by Chris Karidis on Unsplash They made us look like them, even going so far as to use real hair taken from someone else's head. When we come

The Protector - An Original Short Story by K H Simmons 'What is it?' she asked, gaping at the corner of the room like there was nothing there. I growled at it as the demon slithered through the wall. Tendrils

Seek Shelter Immediately - An Original Short Story by K H Simmons Photo by Max Baskakov on Unsplash When the message came in, it was pure luck that I wasn't in the shower. Pure luck and burnt toast. It

Teddy Bear - An Original Short Story by K H Simmons Photo by vaun0815 on Unsplash Sand scattered as I jumped off the bus and landed on the cracked remnants of the road. The sun beat down upon my head as

Eternal Night - An Original Short Story by K H Simmons Photo by Vincent Guth on Unsplash ‘When the nights draw in and the first snow settles you should lock your doors and board your windows. The cold

The Train - An Original Short Story by K H Simmons On the exterior we all looked the same. Black armour covering every inch of our flesh, helmets enclosing our heads, high-calibre assault rifles in every

The Three Syllables of Dad - An Original Short Story by K H Simmons ‘Daaaaaaaad!’ There was no other sound as powerful nor as fear evoking as that one word, somehow stretched to being three syllables.

Survivor - An Original Short Story by K H Simmons People like to believe that if the scenario were to arise, they would play the hero. They'd save the day, sacrifice themselves and be remembered for all

Transparency - An Original Short Story by K H Simmons Transparency, the new social network. All your thoughts shared instantly to your feed, publicly. Secrets only harbour lies and hate. Transparency is

The Void Between - An Original Short Story by K H Simmons For a while Laz laid there, just listening to the noise. It was so unusual. He hadn't heard a noise like this in - well he couldn't quite remember

Vermin - An Original Short Story by K H Simmons Part 3 of 3 Several long hours later Mel appears at the top of the ladder to relieve me of my post. I mumble my thanks and wrap the blanket around her before

Vermin - An Original Short Story by K H Simmons Part 2 of 3 Carla and Alexei have been with me for a long time. I know I can count on them to give me their honest feedback, they share a glance. ‘I agree

Vermin - An Original Short Story by K H Simmons Part 1 of 3 When they came, they didn’t wipe us out. They didn’t have to. All they had to do was get rid of enough of us that the fight went out of us. Why