They were listening.
Blood dripped down from my arms to my legs. I was bound to a pole in an empty room with nothing but a mirror to look ...
I crept silently through then corridor, the occasional creak of the floorboards abruptly halting me in my path. The...
They were listening. I wasn't worried though, It's not like I had anything important to say. Just knowing that they w...
My singing was awful. Didn't matter as the audience were drunk, I could see Lorna sticking her tongue down John's thr...
The lights dimmed. Mary-Rose, in her black-and-white jail-striped dress entered the stage from the left. My left, not...
She sang. Her beautiful voice rang out through the dense smoke in the room, pushing out into the ears, minds and hear...