Horror short story
They went and dug up the town - many many years later, of course. Avid for knowledge, sick enough for sensation to go grubbing around in the dirt ...
My best friend was in Pompeii. And like everybody else on that fateful day she never left, leaving me orbiting helplessly within horror, reincarnation and the persistence of memory.
As seen on creepypasta.com in 2014, this mournful little horror is the most obscure of a suite of short science fiction, urban fantasy and horror stories by BP Gregory, each its own maelstrom of human suffering and longing.
Mould can be enjoyed alone or as part of Orotund: Collected Short Stories Volume Two.