“Slimy algae crept up the fake pillars in virescent veins, glistening with wetness like a monsoon forest. Newspaper pages drifted in the dirty streams across the floor, and there was the sound of dripping water everywhere, as if the darkened glass ceiling was about to crack under the ocean’s weight.”

Published in: Fantastic Stories of the Imagination, Nov-Dec 2016 (November 2016)

Published in: The Worlds of Science Fiction, Fantasy and Horror, Vol 1 (January 2016)

Horror, Short Fiction

Publication Date: 1. November 2016

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