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Sadistic Climax

By James Flynn      The vast hall was completely silent, apart from the final death squeals of the monkey writhing around on the floor down below. A thousand eyes stared down at this spectacle from the stands, each one black…

First Night In Unitopia

By: Adam Katcher The war did not feel moral, the laws did not seem just, the language tasted foreign, and tongues were muted.              Everywhere Dylan walked, he knew he was being watched. The lampposts were recording everyone’s each and…

Staked

By Mike Hickman Janson rode through the black. His steed, freshly acquired from a sleepy costermonger who’d had the bad fortune of staying the night in the same inn, seemed appreciative of the need for stealth. Either that or it…

In the face

By: Robert Mitchell     “I want my … I want my MTV,” became the familiar buzz phrase, reused worldwide and brandished across all media like a tidal wave tsunami of conformity. With the Dire Straits, Sting collaboration, Jake’s world of…

Kelvin’s Rocket

By Harrison Abbott Many people thought Kelvin was an odd child. Not just his family. Lots of people recognised, even when he was a baby, that he was different. The majority never said anything. But they all noticed it. When…