The hand around his mouth tightened, and the elbow dug into his ribs. His breath caught in his throat, and he couldn’t cry out, or even turn his head. Meanwhile, the creature was drawing closer. A shadow passed across the narrow gap that was his window out of the alcove. In the almost absolute da...
He was in a flat that had been trashed, furniture overturned and ripped up, grey light filtering through the ravaged curtains. He moved through the rooms: the hallway, the kitchen, into the lounge. A miasma of dust hung in the air, making him cough. A television lay shattered in the corner, crush...