Act VII: The Nightmare
By Jason Pere
May 1882
His skin was starting to blister under the ferocity of the omnipresent heat. Padre Ernesto de Diaz wiped sweat from his eyes,...
Act VI: Down on the Bayou
by Jason Pere
Padre Ernesto de Diáz felt it again, the sharp pain shooting through his bicep every time he bent his arm. He could...
Act V: Under the Castle
by Jason Pere
The musty smell and coarse scratch of fabric secured by a rope suggested to Rafi Hamid that a burlap sack covered his...
Act IV: Gettysburg
by Jason Pere
A jaundiced moon hung in the sky over the Gettysburg National Military Preserve. Within the confines of the perimeter fence, the terrain...
Act III – The Castle
By Jason Pere
“So here’s the story. Jasper Stone was a Captain in the Confederate Army, and a right bastard by all accounts. At Gettysburg he...
Act II – The Search for Coot Jenkins
by Jason Pere
Chuan “Jen” Qí came out of Tombstone’s General Store with two armfuls of provisions. The fruitless search for Jasper Stone was drawing...
Return to Gomorra, Part 3
So far Coot Jenkins, Rafi Hamid, and Jack “Black Jack” Jackson had not seen hide nor hair of any other living being since their...
Return To Gomorra, Pt 2
The door to the Gomorra sheriff’s office squeaked in protest as it swung inward. The splintered piece of wood hung precariously from its hinges...
Return to Gomorra, Part 1
Nighttime on Gomorra’s outskirts was never completely silent. Somewhere a nameless critter howled or squawked at the moon. Occasionally a lonesome traveler whistled to...
Stupid Things
The Bayou Vermilion train continued its creaky journey through Arizona’s southern desert. Its giltwork trim and gaudy colors contrasted with the harsh land it...