Abstract

It had only slowly dawned that he was in fact subsisting in a flat beneath General Fucking Broncawei, a war criminal. But once it had, every creak and shudder of the ceiling became especially ominous.

The author was always fascinated by what could be contained in a brief moment. This short urban fiction story is part of a suite of short science fiction, fantasy and horror pieces by BP Gregory, each its own little maelstrom of human suffering and longing. Includes bonus short story Lunchbox!