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wonderland

Wonderland

Out in The Dives lies a place that does not exist – at least, not all of the time. It is a place with promises of euphoria and hedonistic pleasures, capable of allowing you to ...
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Silence is beautiful. Isn't it?

Silence is beautiful. Isn’t it?

It was a cool autumn morning, with the air whispering between the golden leaves on the large oaks that lined the fairly desolate streets. Sweet song birds chirped along as the sun began to rise ...
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7 Gates of Hell

7 Gates of Hell

Some say on Halloween night if you go past seven black gates you will see the seven gates of hell. I thought it was a myth at first, until I tried it out. I went ...
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Today You, Tomorrow Me

Today You, Tomorrow Me

Today you, tomorrow me.----------------------------- "Stop!".Tyler barked from across the room. The uncharacteristically aggressive tone of his voice causing all three of usto turn around and face him. Mark and Jess exchanged cautious glances, hesitantly lowering ...
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the burden of time

The Burden of Time

It’s the 21st December. I know this because Emmanuel teaches me to read the sky. That’s how the ancient civilisations navigated the globe, even before the days of maps they had the sky. Seven years ...
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The In-Dream Hotline

The In-Dream Hotline

The business card left in my mailbox was unassuming. A simple white font affixed to a black background. But its claim was bold: There is now an in-dream hotline you can call to escape nightmares! ...
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Formication

Formication

I never remember feeling sick. Just a sudden headache, and my dog barking as I collapsed to the ground. The world had vanished beneath my feet, and my consciousness was trapped in darkness, disconnected from ...
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Secret Archive

Secret Archive

I don't work for NASA. I'm a lowly office tech at a company affiliated with NASA. We store data off-site mostly concerning their many, secret unmanned missions to the moon, including the countless ones that ...
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Living Life Backwards

Living Life Backwards

Tomorrow is the day my wife dies. It won't be an expected death, nor is it one that she deserves. What will happen, is a simple, random act with no meaning beyond fate's command. We'll ...
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the whool

The Whool

EYE-WITNESS REPORT TRANSCRIPT RUSTIC FARMS, NEW HAMPSHIRE DISCOVERY SITE WITNESS: RICHARD A. FABIAN I had always wanted to hike; like really hike. None of these trails or pathways. Those are too linear. When I was ...
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Your Memories Don't Die With You

Your Memories Don’t Die With You

I was in a room. It looked like the ground floor of an office building. There was a desk with a receptionist, tapping away at a keyboard, and stairs leading up to the next floor ...
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