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My Sister Never Came Back From Her Film Convention; I’m The Only One Who Remembers Her.
I used to have an older sister. Her name was ‘Eileen,’ though she always preferred to be called by her first two initials: ‘E.V,” or “Evie,” as we’d often spell…
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Shadows of Shallowbrooke – The Singing of Crows
There is nothing quite as unsettling as being lost. It's an oppressive feeling where the world seems to stare down from the sky, maliciously following your sad progress like a…
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I met my doppelganger and he stole my life. But this was only the beginning of my nightmare.
The day my life changed forever started like any other…that is until I was thrust into a situation beyond my understanding or wildest imagination…forced to commit unthinkable acts just to…
Read NowThe Memetic Symbol
Even as I come to the realization that nothing in this world can pierce the hopelessness that ruins every stimulus I can still come upon, I find a reliable sense…
Read NowThe Arcade
When I was in high school, my girlfriend and I would go to the mall a lot. It wasn't something I enjoyed very much, but it made her happy so…
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The Strangest Security Tape I’ve Ever Seen
I work at a gas station in rural Pennsylvania. It's a boring job, but it's pretty easy and it pays all right. A few weeks ago, this new guy started;…
Read NowScream of the End
The usual stories about MineCraft will always go to Herobrine, about how he lives and he's a lot more than code. But have you ever wondered about the Endermen, and…
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The Haunter of the Ring
As I entered John Kirowan's study I was too much engrossed in my own thoughts to notice, at first, the haggard appearance of his visitor, a big, handsome young fellow…
Read NowA Scarecrow For God
“Can I take your picture?” Larissa sat a few feet away from me on the grey velvet sofa as I aimed my iPhone towards her. I stared at the screen…
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The Black Cards
I met Archie Palmer, for the first time in over three years about two weeks ago. Predictably enough I’d crossed paths with him as he stumbled shiftily out from a…
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I Found a Mask in the Basement
The top half of Councilman Jones’ body hung by a steel cable looped around his neck and tied off to an old oak tree on one end. It was still…
Read NowThe Unhinged
Read Part One here THERE ONCE WAS A PREACHERALL SKIN AND BONESNO ONE KNEW HIS FIRST NAMEHIS LAST ONE WAS JONES This clusterfuck all started on Halloween. At an emergency…
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The Sign of Dragados
The following narrative was discovered written on the pages of a sodden logbook that had been rolled up and crammed into a plastic bottle. The bottle was found on the…
Read NowThe Blind Painter
Some of the most amazing paintings I have ever seen are those of Thomas Allsman. He is a quiet man in his early sixties, and he lives alone in a…
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Miracle Girl
“When is Miracle Girl coming?” I asked and got a stony look of disapproval from my uncle in return. If he read comic books, he’d appreciate my nickname for an…
Read NowThe Fate Worse Than Death
Theists have a pernicious habit of countering non-believers with the ultimate cruelty of a life snuffed out in an instant. How can there be nothing beyond, when we are surrounded…
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Crossroads
In the middle of nowhere, under a sky of darkness filled with unrecognizable stars, there is a crossroads. Its roads are made of rocks and dirt, and walking along them…
Read NowI’ll Never Work a Closing Shift Again
I used to work for a Subway next to a liquor store along a fairly busy road. I hated the job, but I was only working there on Friday and…
Read NowI Plan to Delete My YouTube Channel
My name is Chloe. I am a twenty-two-year-old college student from Minneapolis, and I am addicted to the internet. I keep a YouTube channel that I update every month with…
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The Book of the Ravenous
I think calling it an obsession would have been an exaggeration. I’d have preferred the more acceptable term “hobby” to describe my collecting of old cookbooks. Yes, it was a…
Read NowI’m Sure You Understand
The agitated wind roared outside, carrying millions of tiny snowflakes with it. I stared blankly at my computer screen reading the document my now ex-wife had left on it just…
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