Roger glanced around the desert once more Nothing but the cloudless sky and the sand scattering in the wind, with a few cacti dotted around the landscape With nothing else to do, he checked his magazine, already knowing how many bullets he had Full Adjusting his helmet, Roger sighed and turned back to face Elliot “What a waste of time It’s hot as hell in this uniform I fucking hate being deployed in the desert The sand’s more of a threat than...[Read More]
I think when most normal people think of the Internet, they're thinking social media, online shopping, news, and the occasional porn site Now people talk about “The Dark Web,” a place of untamed wilderness, where gangsters are selling guns, using Bitcoin to do untraceable transfers to build a criminal enterprise But somewhere in-between, there are places that straddle that fine line between the illegal and what anybody can find with one wayward Google search That was how I found out about “Dimindbak” You...[Read More]
There’s a small village out in Alabama called Saint’s Glen You won’t find it on any map, at least not since 1965 But you can still find the remnants of the town If you follow the river southwest of Thomasville, you’ll find it, somewhere in the woods between Jackson and the state line The highways never ran through this town, and most of the wood from the buildings came from the nearby trees It was a small commune for a...[Read More]
On November 24, 2005, there was a disturbing occurrence at Disneyland It was an average day at the wonder-filled amusement park Families were scattered throughout the park, the excited squeals of children rang out over the crowds, and Disney mascots wandered around and posed for pictures Suddenly the magic of Disneyland was shattered as a frantic call ran out over the crowd “James! Where are you James! James!” A mother was running around Main Street, calling out her son’s name Other mothers pulled...[Read More]
“I need to confess to you” “Oh, uh, I'm not a priest I'm just a --” The old man's grip tightened He stared at me with those hollow, blue eyes “I need to confess,” he repeated “I've done something horrible” What was I supposed to do Walk away Tell him I wouldn't listen That would be unkind, wouldn't it I sat down next to him “Okay” “Tell me, Sam What's my name” he asked I looked at him, blankly “Uh The other guys called you Abe” He...[Read More]
17Have you ever wanted to do something terrible I don’t mean something minor like stealing a candy bar, or driving over the speed limit No, I’m talking something more along the lines of murder
That was what my group of friends decided upon As a group we would kill someone We would start small with a single person, someone no one would care about, just to see if we all truly had a taste for it If it didn’t work out,...[Read More]
Ken was what you’d call a dognapper He’d make his living by stealing people’s dogs from their backyards, wait for reward signs to be posted, return the dog for the reward and be acclaimed a hero for finding their little mutts! He’d been dognapping for a few years now and wondered how long he could keep it up before his run ended Despite what he did for a living, Ken actually hated dogs He’d keep them in their cages without food...[Read More]
I grew up with a healthy fear of clowns, I’d say Could’ve been because of Stephen King, could’ve been because of John Wayne Gacy, could’ve just been because they’re fucking creepy looking My family has never let me live it down, so it shouldn’t have been a surprise to me when I walked into our house one day to see a seven foot animatronic clown peering at me from the corner of the living room
A sign hung around his neck...[Read More]
I'm pretty freaked out
That thing has been there for almost a week The figure in the window It looks featureless, only skin on a human frame, and it's pressing itself against the glass somehow I don't know how it got there, and I don't know how to get rid of it
At first I thought it was a prank, a doll or mannequin that some jerks put there to scare me But I realized as I walked out of my house...[Read More]
My friends and I were always trying to dare each other into doing stupid stuff Generally, it involved us all getting super drunk, then making suggestions If we all agreed somebody had to do something, they would have to do itor they'd have to have a drink from “the Bottle” The Bottle was a former bottle of vodka that now contained any sort of nasty, vile fluids that we collected over time One sip was guaranteed to make anyone hurl
Looking...[Read More]
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