The 14th Pan Book of Horror Stories **NEW EPISODES 2025**

SO MUCH WORKby Conrad HillShe waited, her arm aching from the effort of restraining the dog, whilst Mr Nesbit carefully closed the gate.Together they set off along the lane; he strutting in fine military manner, illuminating Heinz's favourite places with the torch; she stumbling blindly along behind the dog with the lead chafing her hand.So much effort, so much work...Mrs Nesbit saw the car hissing down the lane towards them. It was showng no lights and the dark shape of it seemed to stretch from

SHWARTZby Harry TurnerShwartz was the most sophistictaed computer in the world. Even by twenty-first century standards, which were formidable, he was the greatest.The King.The champ.Nearly two-thousand programmers at the Ministry of Computerisation had spent four years just getting Shwartz together...RECORDING EQUIPMENT:HYPERX PROCAST XLR Microphone (previously HYPERX QUADCAST 2 USB)ZOOM H6 Handy RecorderPOST PRODUCTION:AUDACITYAUPHONIC.com

VORTEX OF HORRORby Gaylord Sabatini"We've decided to tell you a story, Mr...""Curtis," I volunteered. "James Curtis.""Well, Mr Curtis, I hope you are an intelligent man, because I have a story that you must tell the world. A true story, but one so incredible that you will have great difficulty making the sceptics believe."He looked again at the cactus, then turned back to me and said in a cold, flat voice, "Sit down, Mr Curtis, and I will tell you a true tale of unparalled horror..."RECORDING

PATENT NUMBERby Gerald AtkinsSomewhere, deep within the subsistent dimensions of animal space, lived Eddie Richardson. He was surrounded by countless millions of his own species and, yet, he was terribly alone. So alone, in fact, that he had not spoken to a single individual for the past three years. Ever since the accident that had robbed him of his identity, his personality and most of his physical being...

The Spider and the Fly by Myc HarrisonThe mist curled grey against the lush, green, open field as the morning sun rose slowly in a cloudless sky. It was to be a day of work, for the spider, at least. Spinning silken threads amid the early morning dew; and all, perhaps, to catch one single, lonely fly.Which would die...

CHANGE OF HEARTby John SnellingsStaring down at the ashtray, Paula Roberts crushed her cigarette out and immediately reached for another. She watched her hands as she lit it, aware of their unsteady trembling. She wondered if they would ever stop."What you're asking me to believe is preposterous." Mike crushed his cigarette into the ashtray and stood there, shaking his head slowly. "A cannibal next door. A man that kills dogs and cats, then eats them raw. It's the craziest thing I've ever