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Evil Fiction by Patrick M. Tracy

Archive for the ‘Micro fiction’ Category

Worse Than a Headache

August 1, 2013

By Patrick M. Tracy “You bit me,” Charlene said, holding her shoulder where Ted’s teeth had pressed down hard, almost enough to draw blood. “These things happen,” Ted said with a whimsical shrug. “You know how it is.” Charlene backed away. “I don’t, Ted. You’d better tell me.” It was important to keep him talking […]

Before the Moment of Death

August 4, 2012

By Patrick M. Tracy “It seems worse now.” Keeter hunched inside the confines of the pickup truck’s cab. At six-nine, he was all knees and elbows, craning his long neck to get a look at the black rain that was falling all around them. “Always gets worse around this time of day,” Bosch grunted. “Are…they…out […]

A Tyrant’s Whim

July 28, 2012

By Patrick M. Tracy “Remind me of the man’s name,” the tyrant said. It was noon, and he had yet to fully embrace the day. He brought a cup to his lips, sipping spice tea mixed with wine. A naked servant woman mopped his brow with a cool towel. His functionary, Chalbard, squinted at the […]