Stories from the dark side of Milton Keynes
Tonight’s story takes us to the quiet, tree-lined streets of West Bletchley — more specifically, to Angus Drive, where a seemingly ordinary household lightbulb became the source of something altogether darker. This story found me through a novel route! It came via Anne, and you might remember that I’ve shared two of her stories earlier... Continue Reading →
Tonight’s story slips in through that space between sleeping and waking — the kind that lingers in your thoughts as the lights go out. Liminality — those strange in-between states where boundaries blur — is at the heart of this project. Milton Keynes is full of thresholds. Borders of estates that bleed into Redways. New builds layered over old farmland. A modern city, haunted underneath.