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Faces formed in the sand as the storm swirled around them.  They screamed words in tongues long dead, consuming his sanity, then his flesh.

The lemon grew legs and eyestalks, and climbed up her arm. It whispered tart and sour lies in her ear till she cut it open to make lemonade.

The netting shook as the mosquitoes dove into it again. He could see that it wasn’t going to last the night. He hugged his knees and sobbed.

About Jamie

Jamie Lackey lives in Pittsburgh with her husband and their cats. She has over 160 short fiction credits, and has appeared in Daily Science Fiction, Beneath Ceaseless Skies, and Escape Pod. She has a novella and two short story collections available from Air and Nothingness Press. In addition to writing, she spends her time reading, playing tabletop RPGs, baking, and hiking. You can find her online at

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