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I walked the Labyrinth and lived to tell the tale
I’m no hero – that much will become obvious as you read my account. In fact, I’m a coward…the type who always takes the easiest path. Left to my own…
Read NowThe Haunted Bus Route
Driving a bus. I'm not sure how many people dreamed they could do that when they were kids, but one thing I know for sure is that I did. I…
Read NowDeath’s Usher: Know Your Enemy
Read Part One here Read Part Two here “BEFORE WE MOVE OUT,” Ibnar says, “we need to visit our homes and retrieve our gear.” “Right you are. Uh…” My stomach…
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Simon’s Past
Time is almost up for Simon; he lies in his hospital bed waiting with each passing moment the same as the last. He shares a room with other elderly people,…
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Hold on Tight
The air was cotton candy and popcorn. The mood was light. Children did as children did, running and jumping and laughing and crying and fighting, at varying intervals, sometimes all…
Read NowSee Ya Soon
A dusty hardwood bank in the middle of a no-name, tumbleweed town is shaken by the shockwaves of gunfire and screams. A rough, calloused young man in simple attire runs…
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My Dad Keeps Going Out To The Woods at Night
I was just a kid. I didn't know any better. Even if I could go back, what would I have done differently? Could I have changed what happened? Could I…
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Lydia’s Bridge
With the windshield wipers swishing back and forth against a heavy late-autumn rain, I chased my car’s headlights down a long stretch of two-lane country road deeper into the odd…
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Tour for the Dead
Only in the spiraling depths of the infinite shades of black behind my eyelids do I ever feel at peace. The near constant pressure behind my eyes fades, and the…
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My Husband Keeps Taking Pictures Of Me Dead
My husband and I are on a vacation and it's just...shit is getting weird. At first everything was perfection and we were having the time of our lives. We booked…
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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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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…
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What is happening in my new house?
Hey, something weird happened to me last night and I need a little help wrapping my head around it. My wife Steph and I moved into this beautiful raised ranch…
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The Investigation Of St. Michael’s
They say that every town has a ghost story, every town has a "haunted house". It could a shack belonging to an old hermit, an abandoned mental hospital or the…
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…
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The Milk Boy: A Prelude the The Whool
The Settlement of SaultonSometime in the 1800s “Keep walking, boy.” The deep, mysterious voice kept replaying over and over in his head. He did as it told him though, not…
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The Séance
“Good Evening!” The young woman greeted me as she opened the door. She spoke with a very strange and vaguely Eastern European accent. Her face stood out starkly against the…
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The Bottle
As I sit here now beside my pond and watch the autumn fog dance along the water, and as the leaves whisper and chatter to one another as the wind…
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The Static Man
I always thought the old TV in my grandmother's attic was broken. It would never receive channels, only emit a hiss of static when you tried turning the dial. But…
Read NowBrooks Brother’s Hardware Store
The Brooks Brother’s Hardware store stood alone on its main street block. Chipped layers of white-washed paint contrasted the darkness inside the tall narrow windows. Faded posters advertising Case knives…
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Everyone Else Saw It
Jonathan Lynch’s Skype session with his mother was in five minutes. He had to admit he missed her; he hadn’t been able to visit his tiny hometown in years. In…
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