A drop of water hit Perin in the face. He blinked and stared up into the darkness. Another drop came. Annoyed, he sat up and moved over. It must have rained a few days ago, he thought.

There was a storm outside. The girl rushed to her windows and looked out onto the city below. It was not night, but the storm turned the sky black. In the distance, she saw something – lights.

This is the precursor to a horror story called 'What was James' and explains some the history conected to the beast and its taste for Human flesh, and what it could do to our world if unleashed!

the assistant Director of Photography died in a warehouse fire last Christmas.

‘The trees had now turned into shadows, black silhouettes painted onto my eyes, the thin cold of them seeming more pressing than those at my back.’

What do you do when your dead dad calls you on the phone and then hangs up?

My task as a humble follower....