In the bowels of those human cages, he promised soon he would have his revenge. A promise that has kept him alive all this time. A promise he made ten years ago to his fiance on that dark… Read More
Don’t run away from your gift of telling a story, your story. The further from writing you stray, the farther from home it will feel. – Ash
If not up to date, please visit The Red/Black Journal Page Friday, 9:45 P.M. Ethan’s driver side door crunched and creaked as it slammed shut. He was home. Another long day of chasing a killer without so much… Read More
Hey peeps, I thought it was necessary to give my awesome followers a fair warning that something’s coming. Something very overdue. So, my friends, later tonight or 100% tomorrow we will all get another glimpse into the world… Read More
Friday, 8:05 A.M. Good morning, Det. Frost…coffee? Morning chief, sure, thanks. Frost, I didn’t sleep very well last night. Do you know why that is? Why is that chief? Go ahead and enlighten me. It’s because of our… Read More
Friday, 7:14 A.M Sarah! Hey, Sarah…wait up! Jessie, Jess!How? I thought you were still in Texas? I am. Well, I’m still there that is. I’m only back for a few days, one of Charlie’s college friends is getting… Read More
Friday, 7:10 A.M. Seriously!Four days?It really took them…never mind.They’re idiots. Remember, they’re all incompetent fools.One brutal headache after the other, I waited.All that time waiting around to see my glorious work, displayed for the fine people of Jamestown… Read More
WEDNESDAY, 10:19 A.M. It’s been a few days.All still remains quiet in my little neighborhood.Not that I am concerned or surprised.People here are so stupid.I’m at this shithole of a bar. For a message from a friend. It… Read More
MONDAY, 08:35 A.M. Should I even order coffee?I hate coffee.This place does look like it could serve a half-decent pot. I guess I’ll have to get something just to blend in with these people.Great, now the waitress is… Read More
