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The Great White
I’m here, again. I’m watching my wife die, again. I’m standing on a country road, a country road not far from our house. It’s dark. I’m not sure if it’s…
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Prisonic Fermata
On June 22nd, I returned to my hometown in the southern area of Alaska. My childhood home was falling apart, again. I bought it for fairly cheap. Despite ten years…
Read NowA Funny Thing Happened
There was no doubt – my mouth had moved a centimeter to the left overnight. I check between reflection and picture before accepting the impossible. “Hitler, you gotta see this,”…
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A Message in a Bottle
I am astonished that this reached you. Keep reading. You have found this because you must read it. This will be difficult to accept, but you have been preparing yourself.…
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Dying Light
During that uncanny hour when night and day become one, shadows crawl throughout the house searching for scraps of light to feast upon. The candle burning at my side casts…
Read NowOh, You Know, Just Another Nightmare
You stumble out of your nightmare. Your leg cramps. Your room is dark and void of any light, except the soft red glow of your clock. 3:30 in the morning.…
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Night Terrors
My hands are shaking. With every key I type, I feel this letter’s conception will attract them to me. You may wonder, dear reader, what I mean by, “them.” That…
Read NowOf Dreams and Shadows
“The suspect of the Pied Piper murders was last seen in the woodland area south of Bircham. They are known to lure young children out into the area, before removing…
Read NowAltera militiae in anti christe
Ever since I was young, I've been having this recurring nightmare. In it, I'm standing in a dark room, in the middle of a large circle with the symbol of…
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The Sound of Sirens
The only thing worse than motorway driving, is night-time motorway driving. The drizzle doesn’t help, glittering the glare of headlights and streetlights across the windscreen before the wipers smear it…
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Dear Diary, Goodnight
2017-10-07 Dear Diary, I am new to writing these entries, but nevertheless, I’ll try to write in this regularly. I have been diagnosed with schizophrenia. I have had it for…
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The Lilies Are Bleeding
My lilies are my most prized possession. Hand picked. I will only take the most supremely beautiful specimens. They must be white as an angel’s wings, and so soft and…
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Out of Hell
Home again after a difficult but very rewarding day of convincing people not to give up on the gift of life. Richard Burner often had to deal with pretty stubborn…
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The Secret Life of Jonah
I had never done anything like this before. Not even close. I had my troubles as a younger man but that was a long time ago. Some, if not most…
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Waking Nightmares
I was having a miserable day. Well…okay, I was allowing myself to have a miserable day. I sat at my desk watching the seconds tick off on the digital atomic…
Read NowJust Your Average Night
Just Your Average Night By Julie Oliver “Ok, time for bed” … is what I said to the empty living-room. It was getting late, and the internet no longer amused…
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