We’re proud today to bring you a short story by the new writer Andrew Mills. This is first time Mills’s stories have been in print, and I think it’s apparent from Gazing Into the Abyss that Mills possess considerable talent, and I look forward to seeing more great work from his pen.
It was odd. All he could see was the dark abyss of a tunnel, yawning wider than should be possible, threatening to engulf him in its gaping maw. He looked closer into those depths, mesmerized by the utter lack of light, a dark so absolute that he knew he was looking at perfection. The type of perfection seen only when one was about to die.
