Art by David Revoy/ Blender Foundation


By Joseph Sale

Billy sighed. He closed the novel he’d been reading and tossed it onto the table. Nothing had been the same since the fall. The memory gave him chills along his arms. He would never forget the day he’d returned to his flat to find a crowd gathered, and a police cordon around the splatter of red mess that had once been Jake.

He’d vomited instantly when he saw it.

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