It whispers: I can have the power over others . I’m foetal position under every blanket I have. I can’t breathe under the blankets, so the top of my head, up from my nose, is exposed in the winter night. I’m freezing because the bedroom heating won’t be fixed by the property manager. I can’t sleep very well, like this. And, I’m in a kind of half awake, half sleep state when I dream I heard a whisper: I can help you . I do need help. Weird stuff happens to me all the time. I’ve always seen the shadows of people in my periphery. I’ve seen them in the corridors outside my various apartments. I hear the nails of the invisible dogs that follow me, sometimes. I’m only concerned I’m mentally ill and I keep all that to myself. When I moved into this particular one bedroom unit, all the weird stuff started happening inside my space. On my first morning I wake up to find every single cupboard and drawer in the kitchen open exactly two inches. It was the only time that had happened. A week later...
This is a slow acid. Amy discarded her child to hold up her hands, palms raised. The tender skin roughened pink then the skin puckered, blistered, then bled. Amy's scream stuck in her chest, even as her child - her gorgeous daughter - reached out for comfort. ⼮ The Wilser family - Mum, dad, boy and girl - parked their 18ft caravan on the only 'free to camp' area they thought they'd find. It was their first 'roughing it' holiday and they're quite unprepared. But it was the only holiday option they had since the airports are still closed. And they had a strong desire to get out of their house, out of their city. The winter weather didn't deter the Wilsers. They reasoned they'd be the only ones on the road. They were so wrong. Every camp and caravan park were full before they arrived. But they were here now. Somewhere. For all the bad luck they had on the boring road trip they were lucky right here, right now. Because it would be hours before nightti...