The Nicky Nack

The Nicky Nack nails its colours to the mast as English folk horror by opening in the quintessential British pub replete with toby jugs and hanging baskets. There our hero throws back a few, and like Tam O’Shanter, prepares to make the long and lonesome journey home through the black night. Doing the starboard-side shuffle of the absolutely stotious, he makes his way down the lane, when he hears a furtive whisper, “Nicky-Nack!” Who or what is following him? Excellent short horror, both thumbs up!