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Something is Coming to Get Me
It all started after I had that damned panic attack. I am a calm person by nature, always have been. Small stuff never bothered me, even while driving. And I…
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The Rag and Bone Man
News came to London in the year 1820 of a series of brutal murders which had been committed throughout the neighboring counties. Reports that a monstrous man – broad, roughly…
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Hospitality
I. The snow had stopped about an hour ago, but god damn, it was still a treacherous road. Mark turned up the radio, half to keep himself awake, and half…
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The Grinning Man
I have worked as a paranormal investigator for close to thirty years. I always had believed there was more to our world than what most think. Like the submerged section…
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A Big Responsibility
The little girl stood outside the door. She stared at it, fidgeting with the frills of her dress. She could always wait until tomorrow... No. She had to ask now.…
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The Rise and Fall
I hate birds. I've hated birds ever since I was forced to go to my grandmother Vera's home, who lived isolated in her inherited Victorian mansion. She let most of…
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The Parker Express
Part 1 This is your captain speaking. I've just turned on the seat belt sign. We're expecting a fair amount of turbulence coming up, so we ask that you please…
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Daughter’s Drawings
Part 1: A Diner Called Daisy’s This whole thing started on a road trip around four years ago. We left to go from Northern California to the East Coast, traveling…
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Plot Holes
The day I found my first hole was the day my best friend came back from the dead. We were in high school and stupid. Jake was his name and…
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Raymond’s Will
Hello. My name is Raymond Daws. This recording should be considered my last will and testament. It is intended for whomever takes possession of this house at 12874 N. Pryor…
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I Followed An Angel of Death and Read Her Diary
A couple of months ago, I found a diary written by a young girl, Florence Blackwell, who was a patient at the Kings Park Psychiatric Hospital on Long Island. Without…
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I Found a Diary Tucked in a Brick at an Abandoned Psych Hospital
I grew up on Long Island, right outside of the Kings Park Psychiatric Center, home of the legend of Cropsey. I was always a good kid, never broke any rules,…
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Don’t Ever Stop for the People on the Shoulder
My name is Harrison and I’m a long haul trucker. While I sometimes get routes all over the place, my most common run is Vancouver to San Francisco. It’s an…
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Great Whales
The man approached the bridge as he normally did. A crimson book tucked under his left arm, a dim lantern held in his right. His eyes alighted on the young…
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My Sister Loves Minions
My sister loves minions. The yellow, banana-eating, overall-wearing, big-eyed things from a family movie called Despicable Me? Yep... that's the kind. The things you see middle-aged women post memes on…
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I’m a Vigilante Online Predator Hunter
I’m a vigilante online predator hunter, and I can’t explain the bizarre things that happened last night. I jolted awake in bed as my phone blared with a message. hey…
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Next Time, I’ll Summon a Smarter Demon
I drew the pentagram and symbols on the hardwood floor, lit the candles, and recited the spell that was written in the ancient leather-bound book. Squaring my shoulders and setting…
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The Strangers
My name is Andrew Erics. I used to live in a city you probably heard of called New York. My mother is Terrie Erics—Teresa, really. She's in the phone book…
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My Father and I Created a Device That Warps Reality
Part 1 My name is Conrad King. I work with my father in research and development at a large tech company. Over the past year, he and I stumbled our…
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Cold As Ice
Jim Sterling was not having a good night. For reasons he couldn’t begin to grasp, his life had become a nexus of misery. First, the snack machine down the hall…
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