It lumbered up towards the peer, on all fours, step-by-step. It had been planning for this

I’m out of breath from crying, the tears and my heart running as fast as the

‘Christ, how can I get away. He’s falling behind, but I’m running out of pier. I

My god I can’t believe my life, it’s been one of those days… Drizzle, wet pavements, jostling

It was hopeless. Every morning since she found the letter, Alice had returned to the same