“A charcoal-grey Lexus crawls past the Hellton Manor meat-market. Under a blood-red sunset, Paignton sweats. You used to be able to see used needles glinting in the freshly cut grass, but no one has cut it for years and it sprouts up in unruly, discoloured clumps. I wipe a thick smear of dogshit off my boot and watch the Lexus.”
I’m excited to have a brand new short story online at Punk Noir Magazine today as part of this month’s Hellton Towers submission call. The challenge was to write a story set in a decrepit tower block called Hellton Towers. The First Five People You Meet In Hell was the end result.
Big thanks to this month’s guest editor James Jenkins (of Urban Pigs Press) for running the story!
Enjoy!
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