Ricebowl 70

   (For correspondence and updates, please go to : https://ricebowl70.blogspot.com/2025/08/updates.html) You could hear the sound of an engine whirring away in your car as you drove, the ancient thing occasionally letting out a croak or a grind that made you worried the engine was going to crumble and fall out the bottom of your car. You had just come back from the local car boot sale although you didn’t go for the reasons that most people went, which was to get cheap deals from other people , instead going to collect the things that people had discarded by the time they were done. Essentially you were performing a technically legal version of dumpster diving where you were going through other people’s trash to find the treasure within and you’d occasionally find some pretty expensive stuff that you could sell off like commemorative coins and the occasional rare firearm. However, you did keep your favourites from time to time, your home covered in various trinkets that you had...

  (For correspondence and updates, please go to : https://ricebowl70.blogspot.com/2025/08/updates.html) (Latest story here: https://ricebowl70.blogspot.com/2025/09/grow-your-own-female-bob-from-creepshow.html Please post to Nightmare waifus.) You had got used to driving in the dark especially when you weren’t using any of the internal lighting in your car, resolving to use the lights on the dashboard and the dulled headlights to see anything inside of your vehicle. Sure, you had to strain your eyes to read the notes that had been nestled into the other seat but you could still read it and currently you were reading the directions to some sort of organisation, one you didn’t know much about but what you did know about them made it seem like you could expose something even darker then you usually did. Because, unlike the drug cartels or human trafficking gangs that you had gotten used to facing and nearly dying too, these people really didn’t want to be found and they weren’t exactly...