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The Marble Slab Part 1
The nonstop pitter-patter of the cold rain against my bedroom window, set the mood. I found myself rubbing my eyes unable to follow the now swaying lines. My book was…
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Tick Tock Goes the Clock
“Can you send me the outline over email? That would be way easier,” said Jack, already searching for a taxi as he pushed his way out of the City University…
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My Grandmother Was Murdered For a Tea Set
“I want to go to Zelotes.” It was tradition. Ever since my grandmother’s vision got too bad for her to drive, every Sunday I’d take her downtown for whatever shopping…
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I Found a Series of Video Tapes in My Basement
Part 1 There are only a handful of events in your life that you remember where you were. For many Americans such as myself, 9/11 was one. For the older…
Read NowThe Revolving Door
1. I’m looking at myself in the mirror, not really realizing how bad I look. My skin looks extremely pale and I got dark bags under my eyes. What on…
Read NowThe Origins of Smile Dog & Why the Internet Still Won’t Let It Die
You don’t need to be a big Creepypasta fan to recognize Smile Dog. You’ve probably seen the image before you even knew its name: a husky that stares directly at…
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The night I drank with Stingy Jack
Have you ever heard the legend of Stingy Jack? No? Well, no matter. I’d never heard of him either, not until I had the misfortune of meeting the shifty bastard…
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A Sailor Without Two Coins
Many a sailor, no matter how brave and fearless, knows well how unpredictable and deadly the sea can be. Before every setting of the sails, a prayer goes throughout the…
Read NowGrandpa’s Hand
I remember the first time I ever saw Grandpa’s hand…I was a little kid at the time, and I didn’t know the story behind it. Nobody did, as I found…
Read NowDon’t Look at Me
I hold with the pillow around my head so she won’t hear me crying, and to block out the whispering. We moved out of the city a month ago; an…
Read NowThe Rainbow Place
Most people think of the dark when they imagine where monsters hide. They fear the shadows, the closets, the space beneath the bed where the sun doesn't reach. They are…
Read NowThe Missive of Jeriah Dowd
It was about a year ago, in June of 1928, that I entered the New England convalescent’s home where I sit writing this missive. I do not wish to record…
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Patron of the Arts
It was just before sundown on a Tuesday evening that the artist hauled the tools of his trade through the forest. His bag was heavy, but he had no regrets…
Read NowThe Mirror Game
The next time you're alone in your house, go into your room and turn off your lights. Stand in front of your mirror and light a white candle, let the…
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A Sunset in Texas
Cooper’s eyes slowly opened, but his surroundings remained blurred as his vision began to focus. The afternoon sunlight was partially blocked by thick canvas curtains, causing a sickly yellow light…
Read NowTrick-Or-Treat
Trick or treating was something I always loved as a kid. It’s something that I was too old for, being twenty-five is something that easily puts a damper on childish…
Read NowWhat’s in the Woods
I’m a sleepwalker. I’ve woken up on the floor, in the hedges outside, and half-hanging out of the refrigerator with orange juice spilled down the front of my shirt –…
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Amongst the Wreckage
Martin Quinn was an unexceptional man. He was grateful for his life and his family and he knew he had no reason to complain. But deep down in his subconscious,…
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Water Puppet
Some people call me a hero. I can’t disagree with them, because it’s actually kind of true. Believe it or not, I’ve saved a drowning man, pulled a girl from…
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Between the Lilies
She fell in love with the cottage as soon as she saw it. We’d driven for an hour, and, at first, my wife had been the most unsure of us…
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