It Started With A Scream - 1
A voice in the night.
On a cold November night, she heard it first — a primaeval cry that rent the air outside the walls and pierced the boundaries of the garden bedroom she shared with her husband of a little more than six months. “What the fuck was that?” she asked, sitting up in the bed and shaking her husband, Robert, awake. “For fuck's sake, Jane! What’s wrong?” he demanded angrily. “I heard a woman screaming,” she said, “at least I think...
