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The Hunted
The bitter cold gusts ripped through the thermal underwear he wore underneath his camouflage, biting into his very bones. He had climbed into his tree stand about thirty feet up…
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Staring at the clock, Brandon heaved a sigh as the digital numbers switched once again, marking the death of yet another minute as he sat outside the Sun Theater waiting…
Read NowSeven Times
It sounded like footsteps. When she was three, staring after the retreating back of a woman with a once-familiar smell, her young brain snapped at attention at a feeble noise…
Read NowFebruary 2016 Discussion Post: Your Favorite True Crime Stories
This month's subject was suggested by KingDeathMetal - he left a very long and detailed comment about why he wanted to see this particular topic discussed here, and it's pretty…
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Outside the Window
I was 19 years old and still living at home. My dog Cooper, a pit bull, always slept with me. He would never wake up at night, let alone bark…
Read NowFor a Better Audience
When I think back on my life so far I find that one of the things I can’t stop thinking about, no matter how hard I try, is MagikTrick. Right…
Read NowThe Sleepwalker
I have dreamed more than once that a man may attain immortality by assiduously avoiding daylight, for it is only by the light of the sun that he ages; knowing…
Read NowThe Screaming Flail
I awoke to find myself in a darkened passageway. As I sat up from the dusty floor and rubbed my head, I realized I had no memory of who I…
Read NowChildren of the Moon
In the town of Bisden, nobody leaves their home after dark. As soon as the sun begins to set -- shutters are drawn shut, candles are snuffed out, and doors…
Read NowLost Reflection
It’s been happening for about a month now. Whenever I stand in front of a reflective surface I see it behind me briefly before it disappears from view. I have…
Read NowLighthouse
Forgive me, as I am never sure where to begin telling a story. I never was a storyteller. I tend to include useless information and jump around. So I will…
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The Candle Man
Over the hill and through the moor, the candle man comes walking, up to your door. He lights up a candle and walks to your bed, leaves the candle in…
Read NowThe Oneirophage
In the late ’40s of the last century, after a decade of private research involving experiments with binaural beat brainwave frequencies, extrasensory cognition, and rare extracts of a South American…
Read Now13th and Elm
I always get a little uncomfortable when the topic of the paranormal comes up, particularly when some people seem to be so adamant that ghosts simply can’t exist. I don’t…
Read NowThe Mirror
I touched the button in the middle of the screen, and a quick blue flash filled the room. I turned my phone's screen towards me, and looked at the photo…
Read NowWeisserdorf
My last memory was that of surviving a deadly Nazi airstrike. My head was groggy, still ringing from the shrapnel blast. I thank whatever god is out there that my…
Read NowEmpty House
Bored teenagers pick the worst places to hang out. Of course, this was the east end of Long Island where all the teenagers are bored. There's nothing to do during…
Read NowIt’s One Hell of a Trip
I told Gage not to take it. For weeks now stories had been coming in about these goddamn ‘chill pills’. That you could go to this awesome psychedelic place, you…
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