Introduction I had always questioned whether or not I truly believed in the paranormal, and sometimes I wished that I would have stayed strictly to my stubborn attitude. However, that was not the case a month ago....

I have to get out. The walls, twisted rebar and cracked concrete, seemed to stretch on forever. I can't remember where I am, why I came to be here; I can't even remember my last name. All I know is that if I get out, I...

I think it was several weeks ago when it started. The electronics in my house started flickering on and off. At first, it was just a minor annoyance. Iโ€™d be on the internet, and my computer would shut down. Or Iโ€™d be cooking something in...

I sat quietly, sipping my glass of wine and wishing desperately that the evening would come to an end. Two of my friends, Brad and Laurie, had been invited to a get together with another friend of ours. He lived across the river in...

"Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things that escape those who dream only at night." -Edgar Allen Poe, "Eleanora" *** "Go to bed and wait for the Sandman." Even as it came out of James' mouth it seemed to him a strange thing to say, and...

I've been laying down on this couch watching TV for what seems like hours. I can hear my dog barking downstairs. I glance up at the wall clock. It's 9:00 already, and I still haven't had dinner. My parents are out for the night, so...

I look in the mirror and wonder, when did this happen to me. I had stared at what I had become for over an hour now. These dramatic changes to my body and mental state, all of it began a year ago when my sister...

Why me? I'm pretty sure everybody has asked that question to them self sometime in their short, sad life time. But this time. I really want to know why me. It was NEVER suppose to be like this. After all, I was just a 16 year old...

They laughed. The group has just arrived at their dorm from another night of ghost stories. They weren't afraid. At least, they wouldn't show it. They were, after all, men. "Holy shit, today's stories were just insane. 'I know you're awake.' What. The. Fuck. That got...

Like all small towns, the one I grew up in had its legends. In my town, thereโ€™s one particular legend Iโ€™ve heard since I was a kid. The people telling it, though, never agree on the details. They like to talk about some โ€œthing.โ€ Some say...

I can clearly make out a hospital ward. It's probably mine, since I'm in its bed. It's a private room, and my low bed faces the wall. I see no windows. I turn my head--wait. I suddenly notice restraints digging into my arms, legs, across...

"What is sleep but the image of death?" -Ovid, "Amorum" *** Mayet sat in the big chair and looked out the window. The curtains were drawn, so there was nothing to see, but she looked anyway. She could hear them talking in the next room. They'd left the...

Adam entered the living room and sat down with a glass of red wine, careful not to spill. He needed to have another talk with his wife. Things could get difficult. The wine helped him keep a level head. "Clara." "Yes, dear?" "I'm glad you're here. We have...

The rain pattered on the single-hung window, As I lay awake on my satin bed sheets; Sleep had no desire to stay, So I wait, observing Darkness. The downpour roared as the storm grew heavier, Throwing more diversion towards peace; Temporary madness overwhelmed my emotions Resulting in aggravated moans produced From my chap lips. โ€œSleep,โ€...

โ€œCome play with me.โ€ That lineโ€ฆitโ€™s a clichรฉ for the horror genre, is it not? You all know what I mean, the unsettling apparition of a child, or maybe just the voice, beckoning to you. What is it about children that gives them the ability...

โ€œItโ€™s not too bad, is it, sweetie?โ€ Humbly dressed and brown haired, Wilbert Snow smiled at his daughter, and Mary gently smiled back from the living room. Maryโ€™s father, Wilbert, was searching for a home set on a few acres of land that he could potentially...