Everyone is gone, reduced to spots on the walls. The rooms are all quiet. Pumping blood and short breaths are the only sounds to be heard here. If something is here, it ought to make itself known. "Remaining&q...

This is a story written for a dear friend. Enjoy!

This is the second in what has now become a series of short stories featuring two children. Writing this was a slow, frustrating process, and I believe it shows. Having only vague inspiration for the scenes of this...