I turn on the lamp as I sit down at my desk. I softly remove the ribbon that was holding the diary together. As I open the strange looking book, a hard smell of rotten pages hits me. Interestingly enough the text is still intelligible,...

Jay Bennett hadnโ€™t noticed the chubby man sitting alone in the corner booth until it was nearly time to close. He had been wiping down a couple of pub tables in the bar area when he spotted him, noshing on a plate of Big Buckโ€™s...

Many North Korean defectors and ex-prisoners can testify to the fact that there was a camp in that territory which housed more evil than anything else witnessed. It is called Camp 22, or the Hoeryong concentration camp. It is a torture camp originally intended for...

I used to work in this pretty old building. It was originally the courthouse for the city I live in. I remember when I first started working there, people would tell me about odd goings-on, like strange noises, lights flickering or turning off completely,...

Part 1 In a past life I was a psychiatrist. Well, let me rephrase that. Before my life fell to pieces I was a psychiatrist, and a damned good one too. It's tough to really say what makes a psychiatrist "good" at what they do, but...

Being a programmer, one of my dreams has always been to create an original video game, something that nobody in the industry has done before. After seeing Spore, I became intrigued. Here was an attempt at putting people in control over a universe. After looking at...

Everybodyโ€™s looking for Malinda Paige. The entire town would sling a rope around a tree and clap and cheer as she jitterbugged her way to hell. And the Police, of course. They wonโ€™t find her. Iโ€™ve seen her. Thatโ€™s why Iโ€™m here. I need to let...

Marie Thibodeaux (1801-1881) was a remarkable woman. She was kind, intelligent, headstrong, and never once told a lie. She was also a Voodoo High Priestess. She lived her entire life in New Orleans, establishing a reputation from an early age as a potent healer and clairvoyant. People...

Howard Krugler, a famous actor, sat in his car. The chrome vehicle rested upon the right shoulder of the highway. It was a fancy car, one of the new 2014 models. Shiny exterior, leather interior. All Howard felt towards the vehicle at the moment was...

Part 1: โ€œThe Detective and the Hangmanโ€ Plymouth County Massachusetts, December 21, 2015, 11:21PM. Five miles outside Duxbury. Detective Johnathan Mcarthy stood in the ankle deep snow, blowing hot air into his cupped hands, while examining the scene. There really wasn't much to see. Just a guy...

It must have been the most run-down, filth-ridden, motel room I had ever seen โ€“ the kind of place where cockroaches didnโ€™t feel the need to scatter at the flash of a light bulb. I wouldnโ€™t be surprised if a whole civilization of the nasty...

Yarrow was in the garden planting garlic with her seven year old daughter Sophia when the old man appeared, ranting and raving, screaming bizarre premonitions and strange warnings, scaring the living shit out of both of them. It was winter in Humboldt County, California, but it...

I had moved out of my last apartment that February. My roommate had gone crazy and I had to get out. By crazy, I don't mean "crazy." I mean insane. She thought she was being abducted by aliens? They were taking her at night and...