by Liam Hogan
The nose is a smudge, the mouth a line, but the eyes…
The eyes are huge, and wide, and a soulless black.
My gaze is frozen, my hand, reaching for the off switch, rigid.
When I fed ten years of anime into the AI, I thought I knew what I’d get: copyright free digital art. But when I asked for the most terrifying image it could conjure, I never expected this…
Never expected eyes that locked onto mine, paralysing me with dread.
Never expected eyes to fall into, an abyss, dragging me down…
Never expected eyes I could never escape.
Liam Hogan is an award-winning, London based, short story writer.