Tell us a story — fiction or non-fiction — with a twist we can’t see coming.


8th september, precisely 9.22pm – I allowed myself to rest my eyes, just while I had a bit of time to myself.

Yes, I told myself, it would all be better in the morning.  

9th September precisely 3.55am – I woke up in a place I did not recognise. My stomach churned. No food, no water, a hard cold bed and no clean sheets.

I scanned the new room. Surely this was a mistake that would see me and my family would be compensated highly for the trauma. 

My only choice at this hour was to wait until morning. 

On the 9th September at approximately 7.35am – I died. 




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