Brief tales with sharp teeth. Quick jolts of dread, perfect for when you only have time for one nightmare. Flash fiction meant to chill, unsettle, and linger long after the last word.
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The night air pressed down like rain-soaked bedsheets. Old, worn shoes rubbed Anthony Barron’s sockless ankles raw as they slapped against cracked concrete. Behind him, a Holtson City cop’s flashlight jittered between houses. “Stop running, boy!” He knew better than to stop. Mama might have been high all the time, but she ain’t raise no…
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Tyler O’Connor’s seventh birthday was tomorrow, but everyone forgot. His big brother, Peyton, disappeared about four months ago. Mom and Dad hadn’t thought about much else since. Mom especially seemed like the zombies in the one old movie Peyton used to torture Tyler with when they’d be home alone.
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It was a perfect day for a drive back to Tuscaloosa. University of Alabama sophomore Maddy Thompson loved spending the summer with her parents in Fairhope, but she couldn’t wait to get settled into her new place.
R.D. Sellers 