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Cold Blood
Well, here goes. I guess you could call this my last will, although that isn’t really what it is. I’d say it’s more of a confession than anything, but honestly…
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The Staring Doll
Heather was at her friend Jenny’s house one afternoon. It was just after school and Jenny’s parents hadn’t arrived home from work yet. It was just the two of them,…
Read NowCamp Slenderwood
There I was, at the front entrance to Camp Slenderwood. The beginning of my 7 day long prison sentence had begun. I never was into the outdoors; I much preferred…
Read NowThe Townhouse in Waterloo
It was your average evening. The normally blue skies were turning a pale orange as the sun set, the evening breeze was rolling in, making everything a bit more relaxed…
Read NowThe Library
So the other day the library calls to have my department do some computer work for them. Usually they have their own IT staff, but sometimes our department will go…
Read NowThe Train Man
I opened the front door of the old house where I grew up and felt the odd aroma of dust rush into my nose. The first step I take makes…
Read NowThe Hist Sap Hallucination
I was a temporary project director for Bethesda's game development department for a short period of time during the launch of their fourth installment to The Elder Scrolls saga, Oblivion.…
Read NowDon’t Knock Back
The following excerpt is from the personal journal of Walter Harris Junior collected after his disappearance which took place on June 7th, 1946. This documentation is only for the personal…
Read NowCandle Walker
The room was dark and empty, a spare room that I hadn't had the chance to do anything with. The electricity had gone out sometime earlier that night, so I…
Read NowSmall World
I was walking alone. No one to talk to, and I could care less. My mind has been running wild since the start of this year (which it's now fall,…
Read NowThe Hunter
My name is David Nelson, I am a bounty hunter. But not human bounty, no. I hunt something much less predictable. I hunt animals, ones that have attacked people, I…
Read NowBeyond Truth
I watched the blood as it trickled across the slick wooden floor, as it began to hide under the furniture, as it began to spread and draw closer to me,…
Read NowThe Divide
“Therefore the force, secrecy and power, in what manner the sacred names of spirits are truly and rightly found out, consisteth in the disposing of the vowels, which do make…
Read NowSlenderwoman
Darkness, though not complete darkness, surrounds you. A full moon shines through the treetops and slightly illuminates the fog surrounding you. The flashlight you were holding has flickered out. You…
Read NowThe Midnight Lock-Up
October 2nd, 2012 This story began about five days ago, but I've only now just gotten around to writing it down. I'll take my time to make sure I share…
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