Part 1 – 2 – 3 – 4   PART 5 There was darkness and heat.  Scott was lying on a stone floor. A thin layer of gravel and dirt scraped against his face. He made a clumsy attempt to stand, but found his hands bound behind his back and resigned to rolling onto his ...

Part 1 – 2 – 3   PART 4 The room felt moist and stank of rotting cloth. It was empty with only one other door to his left shut tight. He could see the objects covered in tarp were a variety of furniture stacked in odd and precarious fashions into small pillars. Spires within ...

Read PART 1 and PART 2   PART 3 Suzie stood to the side and extended an arm to the open door. “Come and see what Wella’s Spire offers you!” Her delivery was vaudevillian and rang ominously in Scott’s head. [Come and see Scottie, at the end of all things, what the Conaltradh will offer ...