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Thank you. From the blackest corners of your mind, they call, pulling you deep into shadow, twisting your senses, keeping you from sleep.

It's time to face your darkest fears.

This is Tales to Terrify. Good evening, children of the night, and welcome.

Well, the tide has begun to ebb on our flash fiction contest as we cross into the final stretch.

You've got just over a week left to peel back the seaweed, scrape off the barnacles, and float your macabre maritime masterpiece our way. We've had some hair-raising horrors wash ashore so far, and with

your help, we'll have one hell of a strong finish. So if you've been stuck in the doldrums,

it's time to weigh anchor, dip the oars, and make haste for port, because you don't want to be caught out

at sea when the watery doors to our nautical horror flash fiction contest close.

Tales to terrify.com slash flash contest.

Get your entries in before it's too late.

And as far as news goes this week, that's about all I've got for you. So let's not hold our

breath any longer and dive straight into some fiction. Our first story for the evening

is a joint effort of authors Rick Kennett and B. Michael Radburn.

Rick Kennett lives in Melbourne, Australia, where he has not been owned by a cat for far too long a time,

and so has to make do with talking to Nick to Nick's white Tom. For 25 years he kept

Whippets, that small greyhound-like breed of dog he deems the world's fastest couch potato.

His science fiction and spook stories have appeared in many magazines and anthologies and podcasts,

and he has five books up on Amazon.

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