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Looks Like We Got a Live One Here, Boys
Yarrow was in the garden planting garlic with her seven year old daughter Sophia when the old man appeared, ranting and raving, screaming bizarre premonitions and strange warnings, scaring the living shit out of both of ...
The Brimstone Conspiracy
“Through me you go into a city of weeping; Through me you go into eternal pain; Through me you go amongst the lost people.” - Dante’s Inferno “Okay, you’re not driving if you keep that shit ...
Morgan’s Morgue
My brother Jake always wanted to be an actor, it was his passion. In fact, he had just graduated from university with a degree in the arts, and was searching for a job. Last week, he ...
Project Omni
My eyes drifted without purpose; it took me a moment to retrieve my unending thoughts. Left to reflect on the boundless horrors, void of compromise. My fellow scientists were having an intense conversation in a neighboring ...
Recarnomania
My parents took care of everything: my plane ride, luggage, tuition enrollment, and accommodations with Uncle Garry. I couldn’t wait. Since I was five, I’ve wanted to become a farmer; what better way to learn than ...
My friend did something terrible to prove a philosophical point
Tom and I were both neurology students in our senior year. I think it all started when his mother died a few months ago - a drunk driver crashed into her car. I am minoring in ...
7 Gates of Hell
Some say on Halloween night if you go past seven black gates you will see the seven gates of hell. I thought it was a myth at first, until I tried it out. I went past ...
Little Lucy
Grandma Elouise had strictly forbidden everyone in the family from going into the attic of her old farmhouse. She insisted that the ceiling door was far too heavy, and that someone would throw out their back, ...
The Ones Who Sleep Alone
During my junior year of college, I was on a bit of a bender. My high school girlfriend finally called it quits for the third time and the lure of the one night stand caught in ...
The Beckwith Show
Our twelve-year-old daughter loved the new vintage-styled TV that my husband and I bought the other day at the local pawn shop in town. She would sit there and stare at the round, blank dusty screen ...
Rattle-Face Fever
The new epidemic is already beyond its patient zero. Whether or not I am infected, I am confident that Mr. Bridestar will soon have me murdered. He will do this in order to keep the disease’s ...
Creepy Woman
I live in what most people would consider to be a small town. It's nothing like backcountry, but a small suburb. I work in the city which is about an hour commute from my house. In ...
They Came From Below
Roderick stared out of the church window, looking at the rays of sun projected through the few trees surrounding the humble one story structure. "It’s too beautiful to stay inside today," he thought. He turned to ...
All Driven Into The Yearning Arms Of Amobolaa
Within The Carcass Of Lunar Rot I have been sending this distress call repeatedly, and I have been trapped on this moon for what I hope to have only been the past two sidereal days. Can ...
Clockworks
I had a knack for fixing things. Trinkets, houses, and buildings, anything that needed fixing in my miniscule town. It wasn't very ambitious, but at least my parents approved. It made me a modest amount of ...
The Boy From Posey Chapel
Going back, I remember it all vividly; my first time at Posey Chapel with a couple of my friends. Nobody was really scared; after all, the sightings were hoaxes and never supported with actual evidence. But, ...
Dead and Buried
I buried my grandfather last week. A deplorable man who made the lives of everyone around him miserable. He left me with nothing but bad memories and debt. I wished him dead every day till he ...
Behind the Veil
There are some things that are not part of the world of the living; questions that should never be answered, places that should never be discovered. But there will always be fools who will try to ...
Hidden Maize
Dried husks scratched their arms as they squeezed through the narrow isles of corn. Finding the entrance was a miracle as the pathways are barely discernable from the rows of planted corn. Every year, Old Man ...