FICTION FACTORY. Welcome to my self-publishing imprint for stories running around 30,000 words. These are not collected or bundled with other tales.
MURDER is legal inside the box. SUICIDE is legal inside the box. The action isn’t televised. No gawkers here. Only stalkers here. Exclusive event. No downloadable content, status updates, or selfies. Be there to enjoy this party. Admission is free. Escape will cost you.
Homiciders visit for the thrill. No comeback - save one. You might not make it out alive. Suiciders visit to avoid being shipped to the Evaluation Wards. The drawback? You might make it out alive.
Contract signed. Drugged. Searched. The spotlight is on you. A bell rings. The exit closes. You wear a T-shirt with your own slogan, a monitor to note your pulse, and an earpiece for talking to the other contestants.
In your pocket lies half a key. You must kill to obtain another half. Eleven contestants have something to say about that.
Gwen asks herself why anyone would go inside. She rips the plastic poster from the fence and answers that question by heading on in.
36,000 words, plus notes.
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