• English - Horror

    The Hollow Guest

    Rudra Sen The road to Blackmoor village twisted like a serpent through the mist, narrow and slick with rain, the headlights of Daniel’s car cutting pale arcs across hedgerows that seemed to lean in and whisper as he drove. He was late, later than he had planned, and the countryside had that unnerving quality of stretching endlessly, as though he were circling the same patch of earth again and again. His editor had sent him here on what was meant to be a small piece—an article on forgotten English villages, the ones people left behind when the railways stopped running…

  • English - Horror

    The Salt Bride

    Meenakshi Varadhan Part 1: The White Desert The train had left him at Bhuj, dusty and sun-beaten, a town that seemed more like the last outpost before the world ended. From there Kabir Deshmukh rode in a rattling jeep to the edge of the Rann, the salt flats spreading like a white ocean under the burning sky. He was thirty-eight, an archaeologist who had mapped ruins in Rajasthan and caves in Maharashtra, but nothing had prepared him for the silence of this desert. No trees, no rivers, just the crunch of crystallized salt under his boots and the horizon quivering…