Laugh of a Child
Of all the places to lose consciousness in an alien home, Pierce would surely land in the bathroom. The smell of stale piss and vomit rose from the ground around him. Struggling, his hands groped for something he could use to drag...
The Fags: Adieu To Loneliness
A spark burst forth, igniting the lighter fluid and successfully birthing an ember to the tip of my cigarette. Flipping the lighter closed, I checked the time: Seven-thirty. I craned my neck passed the small congregation and squinted, hoping to...