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The Scourge
“Forgive me father, for I have sinned,” she giggled as she traced her fingers across his chest. Heather Wilson; she was young, much younger than him. Eighteen to be exact,…
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Something watches over me and it is not an angel
Have you ever heard the idea of spirit guides or divine protectors? How about the idea of long deceased family members watching over you and guiding you through life? I'm…
Read NowA Moment of Clarity
It's almost funny, people understand so little about life until their lives are close to over. Ah, but youth is wasted on the young, right? Well, from my youth on,…
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The Red Lady of Wyrhmhill
Her name was Roweinna Sinclair, a strange woman whose pale and freckled face always suggested a mixture of secrecy and suspicions. If I were to be honest with myself, she…
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A Collector of Sorrows
I call myself a collector of sorrows. As a teen, I felt alone and ignored. My classmates bullied me, and my parents spent most of their time at work. They…
Read NowThe Dangers of Instagram Fame
I had this co-worker a few years ago, Matt, who became obsessed with fame, or rather, the idea of becoming famous. He was too lazy to pursue anything original in…
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The Backroads: Witches & Honey Traps
JESSE:[a small fire crackles nearby over the clacking of a keyboard][paranoid] Hey again,I’m glad the last update got out before everything fell apart. Please, you’re our only hope. I never…
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Children of Light (part two)
Read part one here Cold. It comes on quickly at first, but slowly creeps over your entire body until an agonizingly comfortable numbness spreads over you, and finally you freeze…
Read NowThe Great Escape
A dim light glowed along the cracks of the door, “Where am I? How did I get here?” the words did not escape my lips but lay trapped in my…
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The Hayloft
I like mornin’ best in summer. Chet don’t, cuz he’s fifteen and likes his sleep, but I’d rather make my own breakfast, get chores done quick - enjoy the rest…
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Through the Woods
I don't have long left. They're coming for me and it is only a matter of time before they find me. I'm sitting here, in this abandoned shack I found…
Read NowJack Hill – Mystery of the Game and Watch
Hello, my name is Shaun. I live in a high-rise studio apartment in Philadelphia. Recently, I’ve seen many arcane events unfold, and I would greatly appreciate any advice. Let me…
Read NowTales From The Agency – Part 1
My name is Holly West, and for a decade I’ve been sent on various operations to investigate the strange, the unexplainable, and the downright horrifying. Cryptids, sinister cults, sentient buildings.…
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My school thought it was a serial killer. They were wrong
It started about a week after the first snowstorm of the winter season. I go to a private university in the Midwest. I won’t name the school or the state…
Read NowMiss Delsy
The house was nestled into the depths of the woods, and from a certain distance the only evidence it existed was a small column of smoke in the evenings. No…
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Night of the Burning Men
We awoke around midnight to the incessant blaring of sirens. Donned in their slippers and nightgowns, a few brave souls ventured onto their porches while most of us remained inside,…
Read NowWhen You Go to Heaven, They Take Your Skin
The car accident was a blur. A symphony of shrapnel flying across the highway; the debris of at least three vehicles. At the time, I didn't know who was at…
Read NowThe Woman in Red
I’m writing this down on my psychiatrist’s advice. She wants me to write as if I’m telling my story to a friend. Perhaps she’s right—maybe I do just need to…
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