โ€œRelax, son. Close one eye and keep focused on your target.โ€ My father spoke calmly from behind me. I tried to do as he said, letting my muscles relax. One eye closed, ending the double vision I had from having the rifleโ€™s sight so close...

My family was doing pretty well until about a decade ago. My dad developed a bit of a problem with the ponies, a problem that certain businessmen decided needed to be solved with his death. Without his job and with him having bet his life...

"Hell is other people." โ€“Jean Paul Sartre, No Exit Things had gone terribly wrong. I wasn't one to ever really be concerned with historyโ€”I had failed it three times in collegeโ€”but even I knew things had gone terribly wrong. If anyone survived any of this, it...

Anne was new to the city, and she knew without a doubt that it wasn't the place for her. She was used to winding country roads, gentle breezes on the porch, and the rustle of the wind through the trees. Here she was simply surrounded...

โ€œNOOOOO!!!!!โ€ I woke up screaming. ย It was the third time this week I woke screaming โ€˜noโ€™, and my clothes were wet with sweat, even though the window was open, letting the cold night air in. ย What was wrong with me? ย Was I going insane? ย For...

It was probably nothing, he thought, suppressing a shiver of fear; just next doors cat jumping down from the bureau, or the broom falling over in the kitchen. After all, everybody knows that in the dead of night, even the smallest sound pierces the veil...

I'm writing this as some sort of vain attempt towards a personal closure. I'm not entirely sure what's going to happen to me, but considering the current state of events I'm almost positive that I don't have much time to get away. Iโ€™m sure that...

It started with my 3 year old son screaming in his room in the middle of the night. When I came in to check on him he was in hysterics. Tears ran down his little cheeks as he cried about how the Boogeyman had frightened...

Rory Larkin often asked himself why he had decided to visit the house on Baileigh street. Was it an attempt to show everyone that he was fearless and rational enough to discard some silly superstitions that reigned over the hearts and minds of Raspervilleโ€™s townsfolk?...

* Writer's note - Originally published 2006 in Dark Fire Fiction. I am the author and own the story rights. โ€œIt's time I told you about loss, boy.โ€ We sat, my Pa and I, beneath the old great willow that marked the end of our property and...

Athene Hibou walked through her childhood home slowly. Her hand trailed gently along the mahogany banister as she climbed the stairs. Subconsciously, she jumped over the squeaky third step from the top. The carpet upstairs was no longer the deep blue she remembered. It was...

My name's Charlie, and I'm 15-years old. I've lived in Chicago for just about my entire life before my entire family moved to the small town of ********* (I'm not going to name it for personal reasons). There's been a story going around this little town,...

It took me a month to figure out the pattern- the pattern It was using to kill us off. At first it was Jack, who was found dead, lying face-down and submerged in his own bathtub. His mother had been the one that found him, the...

The chairs were the old school folding kind, brown metal with tan cushions that were almost comfortable. They were usually folded and stacked neatly against the wall in the basement of the church on Dionin street. Three times a week they were unfolded and made...

Pray, for devils have no reason Satan waits to curse your ways Have you seen it in his eyes in the sunset? Have you wondered if he's laughing when he plays? - Kansas, โ€œThe Devil Gameโ€ This is a set of instructions for how to speak with the Devil. Which, as...

It was late October in Brookhurst Wyoming in the year 1965. I was eighteen, and I lived with my sister in an older barn house, on the edge of town. I loved that little town- especially in the fall. The deep oranges, bold yellows, and...