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The Contract
Teddy Wilson rapped one knuckle against the smoked-stained glass door adorned with the worn, white letters that announced, “Martin Croker: Editor” before popping his head into the room. “You wanted…
Read NowRed Popsicles
"Mama, can I pllleeease have a popsicle?" Lily's face puckered into an adorable little pout. At just four years old, she was quite persistent, and knew just how to be…
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The Horrors Of The Backrooms
I moved into my current house with my parents three years ago in 2006. Seems so long ago now that the number is in front of me. But, you’re not…
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I Was a Christmas Elf
Mrs. Claus sat in her rocker, a half completed sweater resting on her lap. The alarm clock on the small table beside her rang its shrill alarm through the warm…
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 NowThe Darkness
This is a story from my childhood, one which I have not told anyone except for my wife; just thinking about it still sends shivers down my spine. I grew…
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The Thing That Will Kill Me
I grew up in a tiny town in Vermont. Tiny in terms of population, not size—there were huge sprawling farms and wooded areas, but almost no people. More cows than…
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The Lighthouse Project
In early April of 2016, a study was conducted on the psychological effects of solitary confinement under the influence of lights. It was on a Sunday morning when tragedy transpired…
Read NowThe Smiling Owl
With a terrible taste in my mouth, I awoke from a slumber that seemed so deep I would never emerge. Having gone to bed at 1:17 am, it was now…
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New Houses can be Haunted Too, Here’s My Story
I remember the day, not too long ago, that I stood in front of my brand new home. After the year-long headache of the over-budget and over-delayed build process, I…
Read NowAbout one shift at Clover Camp
The month I had to spend every summer at a children’s camp was the most loathed period of the year for me. A place where children were supposed to rest,…
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I Visited the Seven Gates of Hell
Part 1 Have you ever heard of the seven gates of hell? Its a hugely popular paranormal site in rural Pennsylvania, surrounded by urban legend and horror stories. I always…
Read NowMetroid 2: Secret Worlds
A few months ago I was busy preparing to move to a new house when I came across something from my past. I was going through my belongings, trying to…
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The Horrors Of The Backrooms, Part Three
Read Part One here Read Part Two here After looking through the classroom a bit more, I discovered an old backpack resting in the corner behind a desk. I picked…
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The Dancer
I was told I shouldn't write this. My friends, those few that I have left, tell me it will be embarrassing, a public declaration of my mental illness. My father,…
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A Story From the BlackGuard
The story I am about to tell you is rather confidential. Amongst the Mire, we are known as Regiment 9. Throughout Regiment 9, we are known as the ‘BlackGuards’, But…
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The Salted Earth
“I’ll see you at Kevin’s.” Those were words that used to be followed by a wide grin at school or a gleeful affirmative over the phone. There were either old…
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Father Cooke: Cat’s in the Cradle
Publisher's Note: This story is a prequel and takes place before all of the previously released Father Cooke and Magister Alexander stories, which you can find here. The author invites…
Read NowI Can’t Say That I’m Proud
Sometimes decisions in life aren’t easy to make, and rather than being driven by morals or logic, they’re driven by emotion and sheer necessity to survive. From time to time,…
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The Night I Met Santa Claus
It has been said that you should never meet your idols. It was the Christmas of 2005 that I came face to face with mine; someone the majority of people…
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A Talking Crow Taught Me to Fly
I used to look out the rusted iron bars of my window and dream about being a bird. The chain that shackled me to my bed was just long enough…
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Magic Mortimer
I need help with my nephew, Nicky. The kid is eight, and he’s been doing magic tricks since he saw the Amazing Howard perform at his fifth birthday. It was…
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