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DON’T KNOCK ON WOOD
Don’t knock on wood. Ever again. I know that sounds crazy. But trust me. It’s not worth it. It’s not worth it because you might not be ready for what…
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I Steal Bodies
Part 1 I am dead. Well, at least the real me is. You see, this body I’m using to write this isn’t mine. I stole it. Don’t worry, I won’t…
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The Guestbook of Elysium
No one knows that my affluent aunt bequeathed me her favorite thing in the world, the beach house she bought many years ago on the Florida Panhandle. I’ve been renting…
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Mr. Chickenhead Man
My eight-year-old daughter's screams pierce the quiet night as I check the time on my watch; it reads 10:12 pm. Anxious, I make my way to her bedroom and push…
Read NowLights Out
I've been laying down on this couch watching TV for what seems like hours. I can hear my dog barking downstairs. I glance up at the wall clock. It's 9:00…
Read NowThe Hand of God
Drip. Drip drip drip. That’s all I can make out, the slow dribble of some far away liquid hitting the floor. The sound around me is muffled, like wax has…
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Every Beast May Be Conquered
Every summer camp has their legends, and ours was Camo Boy. A borderline recluse in a camp filled to the brim with over-energized kids. The nickname came naturally, given the…
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The Sinister Painting
The taxi drove off, leaving Funk on the Hoddeston lawn, surrounded by valises. Funk was thinking it more than merely odd that Barclay, for whose coaching he had come prepared…
Read NowSonnet of the Deep
Kevin found it in his grandparent’s scummy old pond. He’d been chaining a pack of ten and watching the butts drift across the nebulous waters when he spotted it; dark…
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Makhar the Small
I will tell this story only once. Pass it around. Alter it if you like. But once I am done with the story. I want nothing more to do with…
Read NowThe Pencil Man
The cedar smoke from the campfire clutched at our lungs, a thick, gray shroud that seemed to isolate us from the rest of Camp Oakwood. I remember the heat on…
Read NowA Dismaying Observation
Just recently, I've been able to see ghosts. Well, calling them 'ghosts' is still kind of a stretch. I've been seeing things. Weird, unexplainable things just in and out of…
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The Choir of the Hollow Sky
As a devout Catholic, I had waited all my life for the Rapture. When it finally came, I realised the falsehood of my God. It was four days ago now,…
Read NowI Came to Take You Away From This Place
“I guess it’s more like a numbness. Like when a leg or arm falls asleep. Whenever I move, there’s a disconnect. It feels like my limbs aren’t mine. Like I’m…
Read NowThe Black-Eyed Kids
My Internet Service Provider used to have offices in a shopping center before they moved to their (comparatively) lush accommodations elsewhere. There was a drop box at that original location.…
Read NowBlack-Eyed Kids In Kansas
It was warm for a December afternoon in Hutchinson, Kan., when Katie came home from work in 2008. Katie’s ride dropped her off across from her duplex, and as she…
Read NowThe Indian Giant
The fishing boat groaned under Raj's boots as he tossed another net overboard. His hands were cracked from salt and years of hauling lines, but he didn't complain. Out here,…
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Please Let Me Stay
More likely than not, you won’t think I’m real. You’ll catch a glimpse of something moving in the dark after waking up in the middle of the night. Usually from…
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It Came From The Fog
The blaring of my alarm jolted me awake. 2:45 a.m. sharp. This ungodly hour had become routine—I’m getting married soon, and every extra hour of overtime mattered. Two hours a…
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The lurker outside
For the grand majority of my life, I lived in a small European country in this tiny university town with my mom where nothing really happens. Everybody knows each other…
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