About the Author
Mortair Dorcha (Gaelic for Dark Assassin) is interested in stories to scare the pants off. It’s difficult to scare Dorcha, but feel free to give it your best shot. Dorcha wants to write the story that hasn’t been written, the urban legends and folklore that haven’t been over exposed. Join the newsletter if you want something dark and new.
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"Let's play a game, a game called Eleven Miles." How bad could it be? Riding around for only eleven miles? It was a stupid game, and the only thing it would cost was some time and dignity. Ryder thought it was just a game, but he was quickly proved wrong. Diya never doubted from the start. But since no one ever believed her, all she could do was ignore the voices in the dark and the monsters sliding their fingers up her spine. That is until Ryder starts hearing and feeling it all too.