by Tracy Davidson He had waited months for this night. Months of patient planning, honing weaponry skills, studying his primary target. During the purge, he would happily kill anyone crossing his path. He wanted one person in particular. Not just to kill, but torture—punishment for deserting him. He knew her well. Knew where she […]
by Marion Lougheed Damien huffed as he worked his shovel. The night was cold against his flushed cheeks. He laid a diamond necklace on his growing pile of goods. Though dusty from the grave, the diamonds glittered like teeth. One grave left to pillage. Nothing valuable here, only a broken pipe beside a grinning […]
by N.E. Rule “We’ve now covered the two rules to survive The Purge.” Stanley announces. Taking his eyes away from the road, he smiles at Judy. “One, find shelter as far from the city as possible.” He pulls up to the log cabin. “Two, partner up with someone you trust.” He leans over to […]
by J.M. Faulkner Pale-skinned girl runs. Pale-skinned girl trips. Pale-skinned girl shields her eyes from the streetlamp that throws a shadow on my shoulders. “Please, d-don’t hurt me.” Sigh… If we elders didn’t cull the young, vampires would spill onto the streets like mice. There wouldn’t be an ounce of blood to share. I […]
by Andrew Kurtz The college professor walked into the classroom carrying two pizza boxes. “Three hours from now, the Purge will begin. Once a year, our government allows murder to be legal for twelve hours. “Some of you enjoy shooting people in the head, causing the brain matter to spill out. Others prefer slitting […]
by Gary Smith Jr. The size and strength of the house impresses me, for the thousandth time. Reaching the massive door, I stare into the camera. “What are you doing here, Julie? I can’t let you in.” Shuffling from foot to foot, I glance back towards the street. “Please,” I beg, “I’ll never make it […]
by Liam Hogan It’s the same every night: the waiting, otherworldly forms, thronging the hallway, packing the stairs. Almost the same. Different individuals. He tries not to see their faces, or their strange attire. He’d avoid them altogether, but the waves of disappointment linger, tainting his home. He hurries through the ordeal, looking neither […]
by Dorian J. Sinnott It was when the silver moonlight touched the freshly fallen snow that I saw you again. Out amongst the birches and pines. The frigid night. The dead of winter. How it ate away at your blued lips and flesh. Gnawing down to the cold bone. Clinging to your lashes—painted white. […]
Fantasy stories for LOCKDOWN.