Disco Sally
“Alguien contó que en Nueva York, Disco Sally ha dejado de bailar”- Fangoria’s Disco Sally In the height of the disco era,…
Read More“Alguien contó que en Nueva York, Disco Sally ha dejado de bailar”- Fangoria’s Disco Sally In the height of the disco era,…
Read More“Last one.” Dylan deposited a box on a stack near the front door, part of the cardboard labyrinth in the living room.…
Read MorePure, unbridled rage. That was the only way to describe Dylan’s anger as she stormed through the grand ballroom on the hunt…
Read MoreTime. The concept was imperceptible without access to sunlight. After a while, she didn’t appear like Ari anymore. In life, her body…
Read MoreContents of drawers tipped out and papers fluttered to the ground as Dylan searched for any clue she could find. After turning…
Read MorePerched on the edge of the filthy clawfoot tub, Ari wrestled the rusty faucet to cut off the flow of water. The…
Read MoreThe Chancellor building downtown bustled with a revolving door of people coming and going from the twenty-story high-rise filled with a variety…
Read MoreIn the pitch blackness, the stomping of Ari’s bloody feet on the cement drove her forward into the unknown. Anywhere was better…
Read MoreEven though it was a Sunday night, The Pendulum was in full swing, with a packed dance floor of hopefuls in their…
Read MoreThe excruciating pain pounding within her skull was unlike any pain Ari had felt. Just turning her head caused a violent, nauseating…
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