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These logs are from Senior Technical Operations Specialist III K.Z. Okpala's private files. These files have been compiled using an offline text software built by K.Z. Okpala. These files are conjecture and only reflect the opinions ...

Read Part one here Read Part two here Read Part three here This is a message to the citizens of the planet Earth. I am speaking to all races and creeds, to the people of all ...

Every fourth Thursday in November, families across the country gather together in celebration of the love and appreciation they feel for one another. This of course takes place over a delicious Thanksgiving feast of turkey, yams, ...

Dreams, it all started with a dream. It wasn’t anything ambitious or grand that I yearned for; all I wanted was freedom. But time has a funny way of twisting things; now all I dream of ...

Even though autumn has almost gone and Halloween has passed already, we know that horror lovers are always on the lookout for paranormal places around the world. Today, we decided to explore British ancient castles, houses, ...

Another abandoned homestead passed by in the dead of night, the rotten buildings illuminated only by the lights of Gareth’s beat-up Saturn. He counted it in his head as he continued down the endless, winding road ...

She had done it. Jenny stood triumphant at the top of the stairs, with an equal sense of shock and relief. "Well," she sighed, "Until death do us part, darling." She had never wanted it to ...

There is a statue my family has retained ownership of and cared for during many centuries. Supposedly it is of a great grand relative of some type who helped establish our family’s wealth by forgotten means, ...

“Do you think we’re dead?” I gave Eleanor a perplexed look. “I can see your breath. And we’re talking right now, so…” “No, no,” she muttered, shivering in the keening wind, “not here. No sense in ...

I was close to my pops and it hit me hard when he passed. I want to say this before I go any further. He was always good to me and I only have the fondest ...

Nothing and no one lived in the house. Nothing except the creeping moss and the attic spiders. No sounds of mirth emanated from within, no did lights of joviality come forth from its large grey windows ...

“All a skeptic is is someone who hasn’t had an experience yet.” — Jason Hawes“Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.” — Stephen King Clinking and clanging ...

My head loilled back, allowing me a view of the clear night sky. I’m no astronomer, but I had a childhood fascination with stars and constellations. There was the Big Dipper, Ursa Major. Gemini. Orion, and- ...

"Stephen, I noticed you haven't put out any Halloween decorations this year," said Eve, my nosy neighbor and head of our townhome association. I was in a rush and didn't want to get into it with ...

Most of us who watch horror movies on a daily basis know that it’s hard to find a movie where all the characters end up happy and satisfied. After all, it’s a horror genre, right? This ...

What’s your worst fear? Do you even know? If you said something like spiders or clowns— that’s kid stuff; take a second and try again... I don’t want to hear things like heights or small spaces, ...

It was a few minutes past 8 pm, and Mike was rushing past the people on the street to get to the game on time. Today was his chance to win the baccarat.net game and he ...

Not everyone loves horror movies, but most of us remember peeking through our fingers or covering our ears the first time we experienced a good scare from a movie. Unfortunately, sometimes horror movies run the risk ...

My friends and I have always been pranksters. Our four-man group is comprised of Ricky, Danny, Taika, and myself. This story is about the consequences of our actions. Occasionally, we tend to go a little too ...

With a flick of my wrist, I flipped the cigarette up and caught it in my mouth. It was a cheap trick that I had learned as a kid from watching Robert Mitchum or James Dean ...

Stress lines, sunken eyes, walking corpse surrounded by flies buzzing around a quiet library where nothing can be heard, but the sound of clacking keyboards; he sits hunched over his work he will not do until ...