β€œYou really do like my collection, don't you?” Those words were among the most terrifying I had heard in my entire life.Β  Not because of the words themselves, but because of the man saying them.Β  The man who had me tied up in his living room,...

Roger glanced around the desert once more. Nothing but the cloudless sky and the sand scattering in the wind, with a few cacti dotted around the landscape. With nothing else to do, he checked his magazine, already knowing how many bullets he had. Full. Adjusting...