Stay alive

The dark clouds beyond the grimy window seemed to have seeped into the flat. Alan Scope was sat where he always sat, facing the doorway...

Cameras, phones, iPods, tablets. All very clever, interchangeable, ubiquitous. Alan didn’t rate most technology – it wasn’t necessarily...

The following day Alan sat in his favourite chair all day. The radio was on in the kitchen, but he didn’t listen to it. The phone rang...

Two police officers were sitting uncomfortably by Alan’s hospital bed. There’s a scenario for Saturday night TV, he thought to himself...

Alan Scope, like nearly everyone else, knew to give Ryon a wide berth, to shrink towards the institutionally bright, smudged paintwork of...