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The Sealed Building
When I was a child, the school which I attended was peculiar yet wonderfully interesting. Whether it was the fact that it was surrounded in places by overgrown bushes and…
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The Land Where Nothing Grows
I grew up on a small-town ranch in the Midwest region of the United States, on land that had been passed down in my family for several generations. It can…
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The Sinking House
Colt was only thirteen years old when he rowed as fast as he could away from Benji and Caleb, the most menacing boys in Troop 0172. It was the dead…
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The Disneyland Suicide Pact
I’m writing this down to A) help me process what happened and B) create some sort of written record. I'm a Disneyland employee—have been for 5 years. I started running…
Read NowThe Montford Experiment
My name is Jim Hutchison. Most people call me Hutch, even in my professional life. My family-owned business is as a concrete contractor, and we perform work for a variety…
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Vilification
Vilify [vil-uh-fahy]: verb (used with object), 1. To speak ill of; defame; slander 2. To make vile. * * * * * * He awoke into an imperceptible brightness; lights,…
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The Angels Burned
When I was a kid, my stepfather asked me what I wanted to be when I grow up. “A magician,” I answered quickly with worldwide clarity. He huffed at that…
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Hotel Morte – The Unwanted Guest
No doubt all of you horror aficionados will be familiar with the world’s most famous (or perhaps infamous) spooky hotels. Whether it’s an old establishment harbouring restless spirits or a…
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9 Rules for the Night Shift on Halloween Night at the Cemetery
“You sure you have all the rules memorized?” my boss said as he gathered his belongings to go home. “Yeah, sure thing. I got them all up here" I said…
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Nights of Fear
I usually have to do some explaining when someone finds out that my official title is Head of On-Site Security. Most people assume that the title means that I’m in…
Read NowSomeone Always Comes Along
Hey there. Are you lost? Me too. Aw there there, don't be scared, someone will come along. Someone always comes along. Sooner or later. I'm Amy. We can wait here…
Read NowAre You Coming Upstairs?
The 1980’s. The wonderful years of my early childhood, filled with the delicious smells of Christmas, baked apples and amazing memories of endless, warm summer days filled with laughter and…
Read NowThe River Country Film
It had been three years since my family had last gone on a vacation to Florida, something we did annually before the recession hit. Since we now had enough money,…
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Never Hold Your Breath
Part 1 - The Drop-Off That’s what our first scuba instructor drilled into our heads. A family of 4 with underwater cameras was bound to take pictures, and most people…
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Hotel Morte – The Convention
Greetings friends and horror aficionados. Thank you for joining me for the second story from the terror-filled annals of the Hotel Morte. I imagine you have questions following the first…
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Campfire Tales
My name is Marcus, and I'm an alcoholic. I know what you're thinking: this is just another sob story about some loser whose life went off the rails after he…
Read NowThe Night Springs Cemetery
An orange sun lowered steadily into a pit of evergreen teeth, valiantly spilling it's last light upon the Night Springs Cemetery while it still could. If he had noticed, middle-aged…
Read NowWelcome To Sandalwood
There is a town in the Deep South that is spoken of in whispers around campfires and by drunks in bars. No one knows its exact location, as those who…
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Stained Glass
Some urban legends have a way of weaving themselves into communities like a sparkling accent. When I was a substantially younger man, our favorite local tale was the Grapevine Angel…
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The Horrors Of The Backrooms
I moved into my current house with my parents three years ago in 2006. Seems so long ago now that the number is in front of me. But, you’re not…
Read NowScorpion River
I'd always been afraid of Scorpion River. Ever since I was eight, I'd gone with my aunt, uncle, and older cousin into the wilderness of southern Arizona where we'd spend…
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