My father was not a famous man, but he should’ve been. He was the first person to break ground on that archaeology dig in Egypt you didn’t hear about. I go to see him once a week now. I tell him how things at home are, and he just sits […]
Maddy, I just wanted to thank you again for letting me use Grandpa’s house. Things haven’t really turned around since I got laid off, and being able to stay here has been a real blessing. Jen stops by to give me a lecture and make sure I’m still on my
Holy shit. I don’t trust roads anymore. Fuck driving. I’m getting a hotel. My heart is racing, but here’s why: A couple days ago, I was driving down a long residential shortcut in Georgia back to my house. I was driving back from seeing my family members in Tennessee. When
Everyone loves a good scare. That’s why you’re browsing posts here, correct? You thought it would be fun just before you go to bed to scare yourself just a tad bit. Harmless fun of reading that, while getting your heart to race; never puts you in real danger. So, what’s
As of late, I’m losing more and more sleep each night. I stay up at night, watching the windows, knife in hand. Not much good it’ll do if that thing is real… I guess I should start from the beginning, shouldn’t I? It started about a month or two ago
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(This is an old poem that kids used to sing, during the middle ages. Its source is still unknown today.) If you see a great tall man, don’t worry, he is a friend. Don’t ask him what is his name, for he will be your friend. If you have other
It was your average evening. The normally blue skies were turning a pale orange as the sun set, the evening breeze was rolling in, making everything a bit more relaxed and a little less hot. It was my last day of summer vacation in Florida, and I have to say
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She lived in a small apartment with her husband and two dogs. Since the building was old and the walls were thin, every noise made in the entryway and living room could be heard from the bedroom. Late one night, she decided to go to bed while her husband took
So the other day the library calls to have my department do some computer work for them. Usually they have their own IT staff, but sometimes our department will go over there to help setting up machines and stuff like that. When I got there they had just purchased five
I opened the front door of the old house where I grew up and felt the odd aroma of dust rush into my nose. The first step I take makes a rickety board beneath me creak eerily. I make my way towards the stairs and begin to walk up them.
You’re lying in bed fast asleep, until you hear a knock at your window. You wake up, contemplating on whether or not the sound was just your imagination, until you hear it again. Confused, you blankly stare at your window, wondering how the hell anyone could reach the second floor
Outside, the night air breathes, shaking the tree branches and making you so much gladder that you were inside, snuggled up on the couch. You had just changed the channel, from cartoons to the news so you could know the weather for tomorrow; instead of the weather, you were greeted
No one knows where they came from. Or if anyone did they have no way of letting people know now. The ‘war’ was over in a matter of weeks. Skin Walkers we called them. They looked for every intent and purpose like people, but if you got a chance to
The following excerpt is from the personal journal of Walter Harris Junior collected after his disappearance which took place on June 7th, 1946. This documentation is only for the personal witness, study and possession of Walter’s parents, Los Angele’s local law enforcement and the Federal Bureau of Investigations. 6-6-46 To
The room was dark and empty, a spare room that I hadn’t had the chance to do anything with. The electricity had gone out sometime earlier that night, so I had no way to tell time and no source of light except for the flashlight in my hand, my lighter,
I was walking alone. No one to talk to, and I could care less. My mind has been running wild since the start of this year (which it’s now fall, in case you were wondering), and to be honest my sanity and personality have lost their roots. And they’ve began
My name is David Nelson, I am a bounty hunter. But not human bounty, no. I hunt something much less predictable. I hunt animals, ones that have attacked people, I track them down and either capture them or kill them. But sometimes people pay me to hunt things that aren’t
“Therefore the force, secrecy and power, in what manner the sacred names of spirits are truly and rightly found out, consisteth in the disposing of the vowels, which do make the name of a spirit, and wherewith is constituted the true name and right word.” -HENRY CORNELIUS AGRIPPA The Divide
Darkness, though not complete darkness, surrounds you. A full moon shines through the treetops and slightly illuminates the fog surrounding you. The flashlight you were holding has flickered out. You look around frantically, fear swarming your insides. Surely someone would have noticed you missing from the campsite. All the bravery
Perhaps you remember it. Perhaps you don’t. Either way it doesn’t matter. After all, I do. In the winter of 2011-12 there was a string of people who disappeared without a trace on Newfoundland Island. They all lived in remote groups of about 20 people, barely qualifying as villages. They
You know, Mom, I remember now how it all started. It was right after moving to the new house. How old was I? Four, maybe five? I was so young. So innocent. So unsuspecting. The new house was beautiful, Mom. Do you remember how I used to run from room
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Fortapt Sjel.. my.. my name is.. Fortapt Sjel.. Ahhrg this pain, the never ending pain, like somebody has a grip on the inside of my head.. like a hand is resting on my brain.. from.. the darkest corners of Altimahtei he.. uhh I will explain whats happened, my story, my
Sometimes as adults, we remember the days when we used to go out and have adventures. More than going out to eat at 3 in the morning. More than sneaking into our lovers bedroom after words against her parents will. But the cave exploring adventures. Trespassing near that little cottage
October evenings usually seem bleak and desolate by themselves. However, this one seems a bit greyer than usual. The outside world is a step beyond hopeless and I’m afraid I might know why. The last few days have been ominous. The dark, grey presence has gotten to me and I’ve
