There was a time when people paid attention to facts, to warnings. Not that you have a way to fix what others are breaking, but you can try to straighten, run, hide or stay and fight, at least you try something. Strange that over time, people no longer see, or […]
A book swiftly closed with a loud thump, and I turned around to toss it towards the pile. I stopped for a moment, admiring the never-ending tower of journals that came before it. A thousand pages each, centuries upon centuries of my duties recorded within them, ink slowly fading from
The cold winter air whipped past the buildings as thousands of people trudged through the snow-covered streets. The tall buildings cast long, imposing shadows over the citizens as they went about their last day on Earth. Few wandered with purpose; most were lost in the thick haze of confusion that
Elsie stood on the front steps of the mall, her brunette hair waving in the wind as she gazed at the fading storm, the clouds illuminated by the sunset. The air still smelled of petrichor and wet concrete, a nostalgic, earthy scent that brought her back to the first time
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The roman forum was beautiful. The painted marble gleamed in the spring sun and there was a breeze fluttering through the trees. Great flowers climbed the concrete buildings and flowered with all the colours of the rainbow.Such a lovely day for such a melancholy event. A magpie sat on the
Ilza walked at the center of the line, where the others could keep her between them. She was young for an elf, not yet into the fullness of her years, and it showed in the unfinished sharpness of her face, all angles that had not quite settled. Her skin was
Waylan stood in the dim light of the early morning, his truck parked at the edge of a forgotten dirt road. He bent down and laced up his knee-high snake boots, pulling the strings tight to make sure they fit just right. The boots were tough and made for rough
October 3rd The police are calling it a “behavioral crisis cluster,” because they don’t have a better word for a statistical impossibility.It landed on my desk at the Federal Center for Disease Control this morning. I’ve spent fifteen years as a senior epidemiologist dealing with outbreaks that make people bleed,
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Read Part One here Read Part Two here “You can’t fight what you can’t see or hear.” – Marion Strickler “For good to have any chance, there needs to be something pure.” – William Rayne “Beware of false prophets, which come to you in sheep’s clothing, but inwardly they are
An old truck came wailing through the autumn. The truck had once been white, but years in the rough had degraded the thing into an ugly gradient of browns. Now on the first asphalt in many long miles, the truck serpentined through the cursive country roads of some rolling land
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My thumb repeatedly pressed into the remote, changing the channels on the television. The motion was almost pointless as I unconsciously knew that I’d never land on a channel that could hold my attention. I had already seen all the movies I wanted to see and watched the same commercials
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I was working when the call came through–the defining call of what would become of my life. The last words I would ever hear her speak. The last time I would ever have a chance to talk with the woman I love with my entire being and soul. And I
Part 1 – The Beautiful Ones I guess I always knew there was something off about the small community I grew up in. It’s all about context I suppose. When you’re a kid you just accept what you’re told, and the world around you seems normal, if only because you
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I want to be upfront about something: I am a VFX artist. I moved to New Jersey eight months ago so I could have have a reasonable commute to a mid-sized effects house in Secaucus that I’d been doing remote work for. I have spent the past six years of
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I do not tell this story to people anymore because nobody believes the story about the fire lookout tower. Even the friends who were with me that night at the fire lookout tower refuse to talk about what happened at the fire lookout tower. It is one of those things
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The bulb hung from a wire that didn’t seem to lead anywhere. Above it, darkness. Below, a circle of yellow light, and inside it, a man on his knees, hands braced against the floor, his chest rising and falling as if he had been running his whole life. Maybe he
“What’s up my lovely archaea phonic cosmic sonics? Rocking with the robo electronic bionics?” I.R waved as he entered onto the wooden platform. The crowd cheered for the tall awkward lanky man. I.R was written in a blue patch on his coat. His hand up to his wrist a heavy
The campfire crackled, sending orange sparks up into the heavy canopy of pines. The night was thick and dark, smelling of pine needles, river mud, and burnt marshmallows. Five boys sat on rotting log benches, huddled close to the heat. They were deep in the woods at Camp Whispering Shadows—a
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There are very few opportunities to share an experience as absurd as mine. And who would believe it was not just another one of the fantasy stories I usually write? Not even psychologists are open-minded enough to listen to such an irrational confession. I hope that some of you, at
The Dark Web has always been surrounded by enough mystery to make people imagine the worst. While many people have never ever visited those websites, just because they find it too risky, most of us have heard stories about secret websites or forbidden forums that hide information about strange markets
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The sky had been normal again for a good amount of time, but Jacob still caught people looking up at it sometimes, just checking to make sure it hadn’t gone crimson again. He had watched the broadcast like everyone else. Sitting in his apartment in Chicago, he was eating reheated
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We come across many interesting fictional creepypasta characters online. Some of them are so influential that they create an entirely new cultural heritage. When it comes to creepypasta characters, they usually have a diverse appearance and a complex yet intriguing persona. One of them is the Slender Man, who became
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WHEN I FOUND OUT my husband was having an affair, AI wasn’t the first thing I turned to. I confronted him about the panties I found in the front of our car, the extra money being spent out of our joint checking account, and the texts I saw on his
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Subject: Internal Memo, Project “LULLABY” (Classified Level 5)Source: Leaked from servers of Stellar Streaming, 3 hours before their global shutdown. TO: Content Acquisition & AI Ethics BoardFROM: Dr. Aris Thorne, Algorithmic PsychologyRE: The “Lullaby Loop” – Immediate Termination Required I am writing this against direct orders. In 48 hours, Stellar
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