Night Shift Files [Vol. 1]
Dark, emotional, and unforgettable—this archive features three guest writers whose work refuses to be forgotten.
The Night Shift Files is where fiction, poetry, and storytelling unravel in the quiet hours—when the world stills, but the mind won’t shut up. No genre limits.
Every volume brings together distinct voices—some personal, some mythic, all unforgettable.
✉️ Writers: Want to submit? The veil’s always open. Send me your most unforgettable work—fiction, poetry, anything with teeth. No deadlines, no gatekeeping.
Welcome to the first collective file of The Night Shift Files
The Night Shift Files is a space where fiction, poetry, and storytelling unfold in the quiet hours—when the world stills, but the mind refuses to.
Each of these pieces carries weight. Some are deeply personal, formed from lived experience and the long echo of memory. Others shape their own mythology, spinning tension from the unknown. But what they all share is a need to be told, to be felt, to be heard.
Tonight, three writers bring us work that refuses to be forgotten:
Contents
🔹 No. 5 Leeds, UK, postcode [redacted] c. 2019* – A crashout poem by Schereéya, weaving memory, grief, and survival into raw verse.
🔹 A Whore’s Woe – A searing narrative by L.Eleece Värggen (The Scorched Pages), capturing cycles of trauma and the quiet, violent moment of breaking free. THIS ONE HAS A CONTENT DISCLAIMER
🔹 Bloodline Tapestry – Prologue I – The eerie beginning of a serial story by Tarik James, where past and present unravel in an unsettling, slow-burning tension.
Each voice is distinct. Each story lingers. Let the words settle. And get comfortable. Your journey through the veil is about to begin.
No. 5 Leeds, UK, postcode [redacted] c. 2019*
By Schereéya
Review
Schereéya writes with the weight of someone who has seen both the wreckage and the road leading up to it. No. 5 Leeds, UK, postcode [redacted] c. 2019 carries the feeling of being trapped in a moment that refuses to pass, of sensing disaster before it arrives and still being powerless to stop it. The language moves between sharp, compact rhymes and long, unbroken stretches of thought, mimicking the push and pull of intrusive memory—structured one second, chaotic the next.
The imagery grips tight: the well, the thickening Darknesse, the factories feeding on bodies. The poem is something that stains the mind long after the words themselves have faded. And yet, even in its bleakness, there are embers of something else. Not hope exactly, but the refusal to be fully consumed.
It’s rare to find writing that balances urgency with control, but this poem does. Every line earns its place. Every word is pulling from something deep and lived. It doesn’t just sit with you—it lingers, unsettles, and refuses to leave.
🔗 Read more from Schereéya here
A Whore’s Woe
By L.Eleece Värggen (The Scorched Pages)
Review
L.Eleece Värggen writes with a clarity that feels as if it physically cuts. A Whore’s Woe doesn’t just tell the story—it traps you inside it. The repetition, the locked doors, the exhaustion of routine violence—it all builds into something that feels unbearable. Which, in my mind, is the point.
The details are relentless. The beer bottle breaking. The way she moves through the apartment in circles, avoiding the bed because that space belongs to him. The quiet moments after the worst of it.
This story is raw, heavy, and unforgiving in its honesty. It lingers because it refuses to soften the truth.
🔗 Read more from L.Eleece Värggen here
Bloodline Tapestry – Prologue I
By Tarik James
Review
There’s something unsettling about this story before anything even happens. Bloodline Tapestry builds its horror in layers, pressing down little by little until the weight of it becomes unbearable. Tarik James lets the tension stretch, tightening around small, seemingly ordinary moments until they no longer feel ordinary at all.
This prologue is the kind of horror that works its way under the skin. The slow, dawning realization that something is deeply wrong. Tarik James knows exactly how long to hold the reader in that space before letting it break.
🔗 Read more from Tarik James here
Closing Notes
If a piece moved you, let the writer know—leave a comment, share it around, or follow their work directly. Writers thrive on feedback.
And if you’ve got something of your own that won't leave you alone—send it my way.
Until next time,
—Your Narrator