Jeremiah Olney
Stories (2/0)
The Contract
Abellium was a quaint town regularly voted “Most Lovely Town to Settle Down” by the Ninaviet Gazette and “Worst Place to Acquire Gold and Glory” by Mercenary’s Quarterly. It sat on a scenic cliffside overlooking the Sea of Okhotsk, its crystal-clear blue waves lapping at the rocks hundreds of feet below. The sun was always shining even when it was raining. For reasons unknown to the villagers, even an otherwise overcast sky always left room for the blazing sun. Of course, none of them had ever posed the question to one another, knowing that it was best not to look a benevolent god horse in the astral mouth.
By Jeremiah Olney3 years ago in Geeks
Devil's Deal Delayed
There’s something reassuring about finding a body in a dark alley in the dead of night. Much the same way as one does not expect lightning to strike in the same place twice, the odds of being murdered in such close proximity to another recent murder were astronomically small. It helps that the space was familiar ground to me, having taken that particular shortcut home dozens of times since moving to New York. What I had found was that these isolated paths tucked between buildings were among the best in the world for both wheeling and dealing. The bright lights of the city streets made the darkness even more oppressive and the constant honking of irate taxi drivers all but guaranteed a safe space for crime, regardless of a target’s propensity for hysteria. While my sojourns through the area were never to hurt anyone - my crimes are purely of the white-collar variety these days - I can respect another professional’s ability to set the right stage for their art.
By Jeremiah Olney3 years ago in Horror