Zombie mink. Kjetil Aak

The Mink Farm

Rewritten and republished. Originally published on fictionspawn.com December 13. 2016.

They could feel the cold draft from the door opening. With it came fear, running down the hall, hundreds of small animals shrinking in terror. Steps. Slowly down the path. A snort. Spit. He stopped. He was standing in front of her cage. The man. The man of death.

They were four in their cage now. Number twenty-three was lying dead in the corner. He had been for quite a while, he was starting to smell.

The sound of the metal lock. A door opening. She ran in circles, incapable of getting anywhere.

The door closed. It wasn’t her this time. It was number twenty-two, another one of her siblings. He was carried over the floor. The man stopped. Picked up the death stick. The little animal was fighting to get loose. No one had ever escaped.

The man held him up in the air…

Shadows in the jungle. Aak fictionspawn

Ghost Demons

All characters are fictive.

There was something coming this way. Something big. The forest was unquiet, the animals were running, screaming. Kilkili and Boas exchanged a look. Boas had never seen his brothers eyes like this. So wide. So scared.

The Kembera family were respected for their hunters and warriors. Now a khakhua, a demon witch, had infected their village, taken control of one of their own…

Swedes (Hatred)

Swedes (Hatred)

This story has been rewritten and republished. It was first published on fictionspawn.com September 29. 2016.

Johnny hated Swedish people. They disgusted him. All the time more of them came to his neighbourhood, always so hip, so modern. It was unbearable.

They gave him bad dreams. Hordes of evil Swedes doing him harm. He woke up, sweating. They were gone, but in the darkness there was something else. Something was feeding on his fear.

One night, in a horrible nightmare, the Swedes were about to murder him…

Chocolate factory joy. Melted chocolate.

Hot Chocolate

He woke up on a bed in a small room. There were no sheets on the mattress. He was sure there had been yesterday.

Oh, delightful yesterday.

Maybe she’d taken them away to clean them. He looked around the room. His clothes were gone, too. Strange.

The room had two doors. One leading out of the cabin, where he came in. The one on the other side of the room was half open….