This was war. Storm the capital. Tear down the barricades. Release the hounds of hell. This was his crucible. He would destroy them. Save the country and his people. He was armed and dangerous and ready. He waited for the signal. The signal to war. The message blipped up onscreen: DeathDestroyer23452 has signed in. 'Yo, … Continue reading MODERN WARFARE


He stared at it. It stared back at him. It seemed harmless, a spinning circle. Yet within it he sensed malevolence, an ominous presence, a threat. Was it sneering at him? Laughing at his bad fortune? How long would the stand-off last? He'd been through the anger and rage, his crushed coffee cup was evidence … Continue reading THE SPINNING CIRCLE OF DEATH