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The Custom of the Alabama Watermelon Man
He was a striking gentleman. I mean the stereotypical southern “yes sir, no sir,” “mother may I,” gentlemen. The first time I met him I saw this stranger from a…
Read NowAs Humanely as Possible
The first stages of the trials were carried out covertly in ethics classes, debate forums, and social media accounts across the eastern half of the United States. The director and…
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Unfinished Business
I live in a country where, unfortunately, Halloween is not a big thing. It’s almost not a thing at all, and this fact disappoints me to no end. I’m a…
Read NowA Call For Help
Unsealed file from the Esther Police Department. Case File # 10-0251. On May 31, 2010, Esther Police department and the Bard County Sheriff’s Department received a weak 911 call from…
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God didn’t answer my prayers but something else did
Rachael and I were high school sweethearts. We met through mutual friends and hit it off like a house on fire. Our weekends were spent hanging out enjoying each other's…
Read NowKatie’s Song
You ever have a song pop into your head that you just didn’t want to hear? Whatever song you’re thinking of, mine’s worse: it’s Katie’s song. Katie. Yeah, I knew…
Read NowThe Fog Man of Duskwood
The sound of the television static always felt louder when the room was entirely dark. On Halloween night, the air in Duskwood, Virginia didn't just feel cold—it felt heavy, as…
Read NowThe Silver Earring
Eric woke up with the dawn as he always did. The sun rose over the lake his house was on the shore of, it never failed to wake him up…
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Appalachia – Part Two
The other campers and I begged the girl to go into more detail about Timmy’s alleged sightings within the Appalachian region. She seemed all too happy to oblige us, seeing…
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Appalachia – Part One
I heard this tale at summer camp. From a quiet girl who lived in a small town. On her life she swears it’s true… and I’m inclined to believe her.…
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The Copper, the Collar, and the Glimmering Blade
I remember well when I came across the strange sequence of events in the odd case of the cellar underneath the Winemaker’s shop. The things I saw that night, I…
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An Unexpected Magi
“Donde Esta Santa Claus” was blaring on the radio as Gary crossed over state lines into...somewhere. He lost track of where he was hours ago. Somewhere... midwesty. He was driving…
Read NowCrippling Debt
The first phone call came as we sat down to dinner. I had been expecting calls from potential employers or recruitment offices, so I was excited when I heard the…
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Nobody Lives Here But You
About half a year ago, I moved into a new apartment downtown. It’s hands-down the most upscale place I’ve lived in—rooftop access, a fitness center, a pool, huge windows with…
Read NowGlass Gallery
Last week, when I was working my shift at the local museum, something happened to me. Something that can only be described as an unspeakable horror. I will try and…
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Ghost of the Trenches
November 11, 1918 9:00 am The war was coming to an end and Heinrich knew it. The Yankees had gotten involved and the once great German Empire was surrounded on…
Read NowThe One Who Lived Once But Was Buried Twice
Does the story remind you of the two gravediggers who open a grave to get the ring of the dead and while they cut her finger, she opens her eyes,…
Read NowThe Lifeguard
Chlorine stained the concrete like blood in the glow of the pool lights. Tree limbs offered dying leaves as fall slipped away into winter.“Are there cameras?” she asked, searching the…
Read NowThe Tunnel Run
It was 9:30 P.M on a Sunday night and I had only just left work. There was a mountain of paperwork sat at my desk that had to be completed…
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What’s Inside
She's only a little dead. I can feel the warm. The bits inside, for sure, are hot. There was a lot more blood than I expected; more than when I…
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The Wolves of These Frozen Woods
I can’t stand to be back here. This tiny, rural town I grew up in, it makes my skin crawl to see everything around me. I’m well into middle-age now,…
Read NowThe Willow
I met her by the willow tree, That by itself does stand, Beside the old dirt road that leads, Into a long forgotten land. The road no longer has a…
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