Free Extreme Fiction


    The core of this chapter came from a dream I had where I came across this after-hours club at, like, four in the morning. "Oh, this is great," I remember thinking. "I'm such an insomniac anyway. This'd be a great place to see my friends in the middle of the night." It wasn't until I thought about the dream later that I realized I'd probably been dreaming about Hell. Everything else in this chapter came from just working the narrative and getting the most out of the material that I could. Such journeys can take you to some pretty odd places, sometimes.