Fiction

A room for Karen (short fiction)

It was dark when the crash woke Karen. Her eyelids flew open. What was that? After a few seconds, her sight adjusted to the darkness. Where am I? Unable to get her bearings, she swung her legs to get up. They didn't move. Her arms, too, were lead. What's happening? Panic rose, filling her mouth… Continue reading A room for Karen (short fiction)