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Night Terrors
“I saw him again last night.”“Who?”“The Man”.“Oh yeah,” James chuckled. “Same.”“Oh really?” I nervously giggled in response. “What did you see?”“Just the usual, he was just having a good look…
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The Red Eyed Intruder
My family and I live on a farm in the middle of nowhere. When I say “middle of nowhere” I mean it literally. There are no signs of civilization for…
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The Crooked Room
Call me Bramwell Alden. I can't give you my real name because my prick of a family is too well known. My ancestor William Alden came over on the Mayflower,…
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I Witnessed the Birth of Something Unholy
My hometown is residence to a large, and long abandoned, psychiatric hospital. Its official name was the Johnathan H. Murnow Regional Psychiatric Hospital (named after the founder). Everyone else that…
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Poppy’s Peril
It's Halloween eve. The night is delightfully crisp, with a bright, low-lying moon. The thrill of anticipation can be felt in the air. The autumn leaves blow with a scritch-scratch…
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My Daughter is Dying
Tina was a good baby. Ever since she was born, other mothers watched us with envious, longing faces. She was so quiet and peaceful. She was a good sleeper and…
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Officer Down
[Recording begins] "The date is November 1st, 2018. This is–" [coughs] "This is Detective Ray Sherman, excuse me. Badge number 13557, of the Internal Affairs Investigation Unit, number 334. We…
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The MOMO Challenge
01. There was still a chill in the air, the morning sun was hidden behind dark rain clouds. A lone man made his way down a quiet country path, gravel…
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The Terrible Old Man
It was the design of Angelo Ricci and Joe Czanek and Manuel Silva to call on the Terrible Old Man. This old man dwells all alone in a very ancient…
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Seven Things in the Spanish Mans Bag
1 November 16, 19987:42pm The sun set as the old Chevy veered along the beaten roads. Over the cliff to the right was what looked like a one-hundred-foot drop, it…
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The Website
I wish this was some fairytale that I could just laugh off later but this was real. And I really wish I never tried it. And now I hope I…
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Caterpillar
I was playing with my hospital badge as I stood in line ‘Jonathan Villanueva’ Johnny V that’s me. I had just finished my shift as an emergency room nurse. Not…
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Peter “Squid” Billy
My name is Peter “Squid” Billy. Odd name, I’ll give you that. Even odder is that a grown man north of 40 goes by a nickname. I prefer it, honestly.…
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For Old Times Sake
“’sup?” They looked at each other, neither really sure what to say or how to say it. It had been a long time. The whole house felt strange, certainly stranger…
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Old Hag Madness
When the leaves began to fall that first week in October so many years ago, I could not have been less prepared for what would ultimately alter the course of…
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A Child Like No Other
When I joined the case at 47 County Street, I didn't know what to expect. As a social worker, I see all kinds of screwed up things from child abuse,…
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When I Was Not My Own
Being trapped inside your own body was the kind of horrible thing you'd hear about coma patients and those who suffered from sleep paralysis, but not really as a deliberate…
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I Heard the Voice of God
“Jedidiah, it's me, God. Are you listening?” I perk up and try to focus. It's been a while since God has talked to me. I whisper, just in case…
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The Chicken Man
On the first night Julie laid eyes upon the shadowy ‘Chicken Man’, there was a steady downpour. The figure, who was distant enough to seem beetle-like to Julie’s eye, lurched…
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The Blooming
“Millie, wake up! Come on, it's your birthday! Today's a very special day! You're 18! Mum's working so you get to spend the whole day with me. Meet me in…
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Gift of Old
A young, dark blond woman with a backpack checked the list of stores in her hand. Of the seven names, she crossed out four. She checked her phone for directions…
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Fit For A King
When I turned sixteen, my Dad gave me a book. The leather cover was so old and worn that I couldn’t even read the title. “This was given to me…
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