Tatter: Chapter 37 (Finis)

Previous chapter Ryard woke, to a curious, faint humming coming from somewhere below. He blinked, blinded by the intense albescence which bathed the room and shook his pulsing head, groaning quietly. A pungent, antiseptic scent clotted the air and as his vision came back into focus, he realized he lay upon a cot within a… Continue reading Tatter: Chapter 37 (Finis)

Tatter: Chapter 36

Previous chapter Vangr apprehensively stood the center of the old theatre and watched the chartreuse man tinker with the mannequin upon the wide and dusty stage, crimson curtains hanging above like clouds of blood. "Just you and me now, Mr. Vangr," the tinkerer declared with vague amusement, without turning from his labors. Vangr shifted from… Continue reading Tatter: Chapter 36

Tatter: Chapter 35

Previous chapter In the wide black holding cell, only a single ray of light; a woman there illuminated. A shackle upon her throat which meant pain should the shadows be tread. She sat upon a soft, dark cube, hands folded upon her lap. No sound save a faint mechanical groaning; rhythmic sheering of metal on… Continue reading Tatter: Chapter 35

Tatter: Chapter 34

Previous chapter The lab-lights coruscated from the dustless ceiling as Ryard Vancing held his bleeding side. Teeth clenched. Eyes narrowing upon the tawny, ferine woman who circled him, jaw set, fists clenched as Tatter watched the scene with keen concern from the diagnostic pod where she remained firmly bound. Ryard briefly caught her gaze and… Continue reading Tatter: Chapter 34