STANDALONE
… “I know all three victims visited this bakery,” Oluchi said. “We tracked the trail here. But …
… Halfway through the trip, the woman finally spoke. “Do you believe in second chances?” Bisi hesitated, …
… I looked at her the way you look at someone when you know you shouldn’t feel …
Five micro-fictions. One theme. This week: HORROR.
… “I… I killed someone.” Madu exhaled slowly. He’d heard worse. “When did this happen?” “Five minutes …
… I started making a list. Men who came by. Men she knew. Teachers. Neighbours. Delivery guys. …
… “You’re amazing,” she signed, her hands trembling slightly. He hesitated. Then, to her surprise, he signed …
…“I don’t take money.” He leaned in, voice like silk. “I take memories.”…
… She was eighteen. Old enough to vote. Old enough to marry. But not old enough to …
… There was a hunting gun in the corner, our late grandfather’s. He used to keep it …
… “Zee!” Umar barked from the corridor. “Get down! Get away from the window!” But she couldn’t …
… Ava looked up, synthetic eyes glinting faintly in the dim light. “That’s the idea.” “Your boss …
… “Madam, this is a Christian courtroom. Let the Holy Spirit do what the constitution cannot.” …
… “It’s derelict tech. Abandoned,” he said, brushing her off. “Could be a lost prototype.” …
… A figure stood at the far end of the golden chamber, wreathed in shadows that moved …
… Like I hadn’t cried for someone who was never really mine. I hated how much I …
… “DO NOT READ THIS IN ROOM 407.” …
… I never planned it this way. But what’s a girl to do with all this softness …
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