The Drift

by C.J. Tudor

When Carter was a kid, his dad had told him this story about some kids he once knew who had found the body of a girl in the woods. She had been dismembered. Limbs hidden under piles of leaves. They caught the dude who killed her, but never found her head.

The Chalk Man

There would be a cure, or a vaccine, and humanity could get back to the normal business of consumption, war and destruction, carelessly fucking up the planet for future generations, while the rich took off to space on day trips and the poor begged for food. Normal.

Such a true look at mankind