Eli Breeshaw
@pennyville.bsky.social
Horror writer and filmmaker, starting my first adventure of turning one of my screen plays, The Evacuee into a novel 😱
The Evacuee novel outtake:
Something was ringing inside her skull — high and shrill and endless. Her fingers curled into the mud as she tried to remember what had just happened. There had been sirens. Her mother. Granddad smiling. Benjamin...
The memory shattered before she could catch it.
Something was ringing inside her skull — high and shrill and endless. Her fingers curled into the mud as she tried to remember what had just happened. There had been sirens. Her mother. Granddad smiling. Benjamin...
The memory shattered before she could catch it.
September 3, 2025 at 9:40 AM
The Evacuee novel outtake:
Something was ringing inside her skull — high and shrill and endless. Her fingers curled into the mud as she tried to remember what had just happened. There had been sirens. Her mother. Granddad smiling. Benjamin...
The memory shattered before she could catch it.
Something was ringing inside her skull — high and shrill and endless. Her fingers curled into the mud as she tried to remember what had just happened. There had been sirens. Her mother. Granddad smiling. Benjamin...
The memory shattered before she could catch it.