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There’s Nothing Left
I’ve always been a creature of habit, and few observations ever elude my mind. That’s why I can recall any event down to the smallest insignificant detail, but recently my…
Read NowThe Mummers
When I was a child, the mummers came to town. It was not quite Solstice’s Eve yet. The nights were long and dark, and most nights a thin, jagged coat…
Read NowThe Banshee
I consider myself to be a logical being. My experiences in life have led me to such a conclusion that approaching problems from a skeptical and logical viewpoint is in…
Read NowAdvice From a Friend
7:00pm Friday – At the Bar “One little drink won’t hurt” said Kylie, sealing her fate and condemning herself to the worst night of her life. 10:00pm Friday – In…
Read NowThe Shadow Theory
The Shadow Theory By: Sean O’Morrison Session 1: A pale doctor walks into the interrogation room holding a medical file under his left arm, he is accompanied by a woman.…
Read NowThe Unfamiliar
The darkness is insurmountable here. The air reeks of saltwater, decaying fish, and other human stenches that I cannot even begin to imagine even if I felt the desire to.…
Read NowThe Coldest Day
Bitter cold was nothing new for Northern Alberta, especially not for January, and the cacophony of wind that tore through the woodlands was nothing if not wholly familiar and almost…
Read NowAbgar’s Story
I’m unsure of what to say. All I can say is that I’m scared. Very scared. My hands shake violently as I hastily scribble down a few words onto the…
Read NowThe “Hooray, Ratings Work Again!” Giveaway – Winner Contacted
Hey, everyone! It's been a few days since I implemented the fix - special thanks to CloudFlare tech support for figuring it out after everyone else I'd approached had been…
Read NowHidden People
It had to be close to 12 now. The silver gleam of the full moon was spilling through the woodland trees, illuminating all it touched. Evan looked at his watch.…
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Come and Play
I know how this is going to sound. I know that it sounds impossible. Insane. Bat-shit crazy. God knows I’ve been over it again and again. I’ve thought of every…
Read NowGrim Future
“I can’t remember… The other car came out of nowhere…” Connor will relay mechanically in his dissociated state. Stitching together his fragmented memories for the police report after the accident.…
Read NowMyriad Boardwalk
As I walk down the familiar venue of Myriad Boardwalk, I realize that this shoreline amusement park is different from it once was. I remember the bright, rich colors of…
Read NowFamily Secrets
The clock stood in the hall. One of the truly magnificent pieces of the Walter Family’s estate, the clock was made of heavy mahogany and showcased a large, mother-of-pearl face…
Read NowThe Pea Farm
“I really don’t think this is so smart,” a young woman, no older than twenty-one said. The fear and anxiety rang clear in her voice. “I’ll be fine,” a male…
Read NowThe Dark Afternoon Tape
Not sure if this is the right place to post this story, but it's way too creepy not to share it. A friend of mine was at my house browsing…
Read NowScorpion River
I'd always been afraid of Scorpion River. Ever since I was eight, I'd gone with my aunt, uncle, and older cousin into the wilderness of southern Arizona where we'd spend…
Read NowA Scarecrow For God
“Can I take your picture?” Larissa sat a few feet away from me on the grey velvet sofa as I aimed my iPhone towards her. I stared at the screen…
Read NowThe Carnival of Lights
It has been years since I left my hometown, and I don't think I'll ever return. I do miss the timeless idyll of the country, the sultry, gently undulating hills…
Read NowThe Sunday Special
Dan was sick of rural America. He wanted nothing more than to be back in Chicago, far away from anything resembling a cornfield. Instead, he was driving through an Iowa…
Read NowThe Tall Man with Yellow Eyes
My life is a rather simple one. I sit in front of my computer (some work, some play) most of the day and usually order in when I am hungry.…
Read NowOld Misser Duck
I've never liked taking my son, Ben, along on business trips, especially now he's at that tireless, inquisitive age where everything is either utterly boring or fascinating. Any parent will…
Read NowUpdate on Ratings System 2/17
Update 3/1: I've made a possible fix. I will be monitoring any incoming ratings to see how things look, but if you CAN rate now, please comment here and let…
Read NowThe Old Masters Place
“There it is. The old orphanage!” Bryce shouted eagerly, pointing haphazardly in front of us. He leaned up from his place in the back seat, and the smell of whiskey…
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