Blood Agent – Martin Gale
720 word Horror Story
Making a Biological weapon is incredibly difficult. Making a Chemical weapon is easy…
Two people caught up in a Terrorist attack on a Shopping Mall
“Run”, he said. “Hold your breath and run for the car.” Pat looked at Terry in horror. They were in the Mall shopping. It was crowded because of the impending holiday, but they had been able to work their way from one end to the other, browsing, without too much trouble.
Come Tomorrow – Martin Gale
1280 words Horror / Fantasy
Nuclear Terrorism – The Creme de la Creme of suicide bombings
Have you ever been frightened? I don’t mean nervous I mean that cold, empty dread that you feel when they tell you that you might have cancer. Wendy is being sick again but, so far, I feel normal. I have done my best to make the cottage airtight by using anything that comes to hand to seal the windows and doors. We are in what is known technically, I believe, as a Hot Zone.
Oh Lucky Day – Martin Gale
1400 words Fantasy Horror Story
This is a post-apocalyptic story based on the Chem Trails conspiracy theory. One of the few survivors searches a derelict supermarket for food.
“The road to Hell” they used to say – when there were still more people alive to say it – “is paved with good intent”. Whatever the aim was it must have seemed like such a good idea at the time. I sat under a tree in the corner of the car park, watching and waiting. I thought I had seen someone shadowing me. It was just a feeling, a flicker in the corner of my eye. It was days since I had seen anyone, even at a distance. In these days of dwindling food supplies, people, the few people who were left, tended to hoard what they had and avoid contact with anyone who might steal from them – killing them in the process if necessary.
The Night Train – Martin Gale
1100 words Fantasy / Horror Story
The Night Train heads North with its awful cargo. This is the Holocaust…Today.
The Night Train wailed. The noise emanated from the cargo contained in the twelve metal boxcars. A gentle, continuous undulating cry that was too soft to disturb the sleep of the engineer in the cab of big Diesel locomotive. The Day Train, passing on its way towards the South, gave a friendly toot on its air horns. The Night Train was resting in a siding off the main single track line that wound its way North through the vast uninhabited Pine Forests.
The Nip – Martin Gale
1000 word Horror Story
A woman trapped in a car by a monster….
Thirst was becoming a problem. The Sun was higher in the sky and Joanna had all the windows tightly closed. Her bladder might have been a problem too, but that one had been solved the first time that the Adam thing had charged the car. Fortunately what was left of its brain didn’t seem to remember that glass could be broken and it just crashed against the bodywork, screaming and roaring. Once it had bounced off and sat on its backside, looking surprised. Now it crouched in the shade at the edge of the clearing watching…waiting…