I can’t take this! I’m sick of this room, I’m sick of you, I’m sick of the vending machine that’s made me so constipated that my eyes are changing colour.’
The words scrawled across the walls read,
‘Only two ways to enter.’
The hallway smelt the way perfume companies wanted you to believe lavender and roses smelt, and it set off warning bells in his mind.
“What good is a detective who can’t even solve a simple Sudoku?”
Not much was known about Anne Frank’s childhood, it was as if she only came to life in her early 20s
Focus by D.I. Jolly When George and his best friend Spencer, who everyone called Badger, were conscripted into the army, George took it with the shake of his head and a smile deciding that it was a joke and therefore didn’t require any more effort than was strictly necessary. Badger, on the other hand, had…
“I know, I know, it’s all very surprising, and Bob really is that sweet guy who’s kind… and boring and harmless. I’ll miss him too. But sadly, he didn’t survive this hostage situation, but it’s ok, life goes on.”
The first few months floated by in a drug-addled haze as they worked to find the ‘correct balance’ of medication. Eventually reaching a point where they felt they’d achieved what they set out to achieve and that therapy could now begin.
The problem with pure destruction is that someone has to have made something for you to destroy.
Another Friday Night by D.I. Jolly I looked down with a smug sense of satisfaction as he slid off the knife to the ground. Of course then I heard his phone go off and had to check to see who was looking for him. Let me tell you, the moment you realise you’ve just killed…