‘6’ – by Natasha Sutherland

Her wellington boots wade through petrified leaves dripping tiny icicles. Andromeda sees she’s coming up to the Warning Posts. They always carry different stories the posts, depending on recent crime and punishments. Number one is a wooden pole (almost rotted). The glass box glued to its top has a human thumb inside, pretty decomposed. A plaque is nailed underneath, crude but legible it reads....