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Marie Thibodeaux
Marie Thibodeaux (1801-1881) was a remarkable woman. She was kind, intelligent, headstrong, and never once told a lie. She was also a Voodoo High Priestess. She lived her entire life…
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Six Pretty Petals
I woke up that Saturday morning to an unexpected breeze, cool and pleasant, against my cheek. I kept a fan on myself while I slept during the warmer seasons, but…
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My Sister Never Came Back From Her Film Convention; I’m The Only One Who Remembers Her.
I used to have an older sister. Her name was ‘Eileen,’ though she always preferred to be called by her first two initials: ‘E.V,” or “Evie,” as we’d often spell…
Read NowThe Old Scratching Post
“No, I don’t feel up to it,” I said to Dave for the sixth time that day. “C’mon, you’re not gonna flake out on us are you? It’s Halloween! We…
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My Best Friend Became a Murderer
My buddy Gavin had always tried to be a superhero. Yes. You read that right. Not he always loved superheroes – not even that he always wanted to be a…
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I live alone in a houseboat on the bayou. Something’s been tapping at the hull at night.
It's been about a month now that Kenny's been gone. Three weeks and five days to be exact. He left in his pirogue one night just after sunset to go…
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Shadows of Shallowbrooke – The Singing of Crows
There is nothing quite as unsettling as being lost. It's an oppressive feeling where the world seems to stare down from the sky, maliciously following your sad progress like a…
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A lost paramilitary tape from the 1990’s has been rediscovered. Do not watch it.
The following transcript is taken from a Gardai Missing Person’s Report dated 5th December 2020. The subject’s name is Paul O’Shea, aged 32 years. Mr O’Shea is (or was) a…
Read NowOne Isolated Incident
My fingers are still trembling. I have no idea what I should do now. How long has it been, maybe an hour and a half? All I know is, I…
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Wildling Fever
Gorrup Longstorm hated that smell and he thanked the heavenly bodies that he only had to deal with its attack on his olfactory senses once every ten years. When he…
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The Mannequin Farm
I think I’m finally at the point where I’m able to talk about it. It’s been several years since it happened. None of us - not me, nor my friend,…
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I met my doppelganger and he stole my life. But this was only the beginning of my nightmare.
The day my life changed forever started like any other…that is until I was thrust into a situation beyond my understanding or wildest imagination…forced to commit unthinkable acts just to…
Read NowThe Memetic Symbol
Even as I come to the realization that nothing in this world can pierce the hopelessness that ruins every stimulus I can still come upon, I find a reliable sense…
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Late-Night Cravings
I was not planning on facing my potential demise when I started on my stroll, that chilly late December night. My intention was no more than to find something to…
Read NowYou’re Not Scared, Right?
You are lying in your bed, the dull whirring of your air conditioner is the only thing separating you from total silence. You know, that particular silence that is so…
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Where the Birches Lean
It was the last week of school before Christmas break. That meant that the students and teachers of Ridgecrest Christian Preparatory Academy had little intention of actually working. Most classes…
Read NowThe Arcade
When I was in high school, my girlfriend and I would go to the mall a lot. It wasn't something I enjoyed very much, but it made her happy so…
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It Had My Mother’s Voice
The head of yet another six-inch nail is forced crudely into the hard flesh of what feels like the millionth wooden plank, its end contorted by the panicked blow it…
Read NowThe Manor House
Let me start by saying that I’m no professional storyteller. I just have a story to tell. Every summer my parent’s would drive from our home in rural Lincolnshire, to…
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You can only bury the dead so deep
Walker McCoy was the measure of how stubborn the dead could be. He was buried at twenty-two feet in some nowhere prairie just outside of Greer County on October 4th…
Read NowAny Day Above Ground
I open my eyes to absolute darkness and to a stale woody smell just inches from my nose. I don’t remember being here, how I got here. I don’t even…
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The Strange Glow
My grandfather has been acting very strange lately, and has begun sleepwalking again. For this reason it was suggested to me by my parents that I write a journal to…
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