Tim’s fingertips were sore from bending the strings of his guitar. His throat was scratchy, and sweat was poring from his body. His metal band “A Dark Revival” had just finished their Halloween performance. As they loaded their gear, and started to board the bus, Tim asked an employee how to get to the nearest interstate.

“Make sure you don’t miss it, it’s hard to see” the man called as Tim walked back to the bus. He felt a raindrop splash down on his arm, and couldn’t help b...

I managed to glance down at my ancient golden pocket watch as I tried to push the thoughts from my mind. The look on her face, and the quiver in her voice were still ringing in my ears, and I couldn’t drown it out. I was wracked with guilt, for I had killed her. I had killed my wife.

She was a beautiful woman. Her hair looked like fire; full of orange-red curls shooting about wildly at every angle, yet still managing to appear tame, and shaped. Her eyes were the deepest of browns, and more e...