Benny’s car continued to make unsettling noises as I drove. I was following the tug, the sensation of the part of my shadow that I’d attached to the shooter’s vehicle. While I did that, the rest of the shadow uncoiled and stretched. She sent tendrils and ribbons of darkness flowing out, all over the car. [...]

We’re offering a two-fer this week. My friend and fellow Carnival writer, MrJames is co-authoring Black Alice, and has just completed a second draft of chapter one. Intensive focus group studies have shown his Chapter One to be both creepy and funny, so go check it out.
Chapter Eight (Complete)
     You’d be tempted to think Pardell was [...]

“Who’s this one, now?” Irish asked me as we headed back down to the first floor. We’d taken a look at the stairs to the third floor, and found them blocked off with most of the fourth floor.
     “Pardell.” I glanced over. Irish had a flashlight now. He seemed pretty damn sure the building was [...]

“What’s this fuckin noise?” He demanded, waving at the radio.
     I glanced at it, then at him, horrified. “You don’t know?”
     Never heard such garbage.”
     “It’s Black Sabbath! War Pigs, man!” I turned it up. “Jesus, they let you into America not knowing this shit? Are you here legally?” He gave me the Look. It was the one [...]

No story update today, folks, sorry. The revised and finished version of Chapter Six that I posted on Monday is going to have to tide you over until next week. I was going to try and pump out at least enough of Chapter Seven to post, today, but then I thought, you know, if I [...]

I avoid fights. I don’t like them. They’re never conveniently located – there’s always witnesses. I’m almost always in over my head, and stuck with someone around who shouldn’t see me whip out some abyssal power to even the odds. I prefer the quiet stalk, like a tiger, a quick chase, bring the prey down [...]

Everyone likes to have a place to go, even me. I’ve been going to Bushie’s for probably ten years, now. The place is a little hole-in-the-wall bar, the kind of bar where it’s fifty-fifty if the bathrooms are safe to use, and if you’re smart, you don’t eat anything that didn’t come out of the [...]

     I stepped out of the shower, snagging my towel off the rack and drying off. I scrubbed my hair in the towel and armed the steam off the mirror. For a moment, I was looking myself in the face, pale, sharp-featured, green eyes dull with sleep deprivation, and then my reflection’s eyes ran black. The [...]

     You’re probably thinking to yourself, “Wait, wasn’t chapter three last week?” Well, yes, it was, except, frankly, it stunk the place up, and I can do better. So, here’s the “revised” chapter three, new and improved. Enjoy.
     – Java
     Somewhere, a bird twittered, and further on, I could hear traffic, the busy life flow of Detroit. Here [...]

     You would think that the biggest problem with killing someone is body disposal. Not so. Unless you’re connected to the person you kill somehow — you know them, or have an obvious motive — you can pretty much leave the corpse lay. Someone else will inevitably come along and clean it up for you. Handy, [...]