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I wish this was some fairytale that I could just laugh off later but this was real. And I really wish I never tried it. And now I hope I have enough time to tell you why. I live in a small town. And rumors spread quick in a small […]
Deaths, Murders, and Disappearances
Family Roots
Grandpa Cobalt hated letting things go. Whether it was the wobbly chair he kept in his study or his favorite warped record he fed to the gramophone—looping the same groove over and over. He was a tall man with a frosty thin hairline and a nose capable of the most
What happens when we try to calculate a mad man’s thoughts
It was a miracle. Dr. Randleman had done it. He made thoughts visible…His achievement, AA numerical calculation of images and emotions. Dr. Randleman was a genius known throughout academia as a prodigy among Prodigies. Attending Harvard at fifteen, he graduated five years later with a masters in both cognitive psychology
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The Night Walker
It was a foggy autumn night when I first encountered him. As I was driving home from my late shift at the hospital, I came across a rather unusual person. As I turned onto the street into my neighborhood, I saw a tall man dressed in a dark-colored hoodie, walking
[Casefile #233UT] : Forever
Doctor Elliot Winslow of [H.S.E. Research Institute] [Casefile #233UT] The following evidence has been translated from pen and paper to binary text directly from the ‘personal account’ of one County Sheriff ‘D. H. Hendrickson’. Names of the victims and survivors involved have been replaced per the family’s request. Any major
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The Storm
Everything was perfect. Everything but her. She stood there at the window in her picture perfect dress, looking out at the picture perfect view from the comfort of their picture perfect home, and she wondered when she had lost the ability to be happy. Just a while ago she didn’t
Just One More
Stacey Chapman pulled hard on the cold metal of the gate. The rusted iron hinges resisted and it squealed as it moved. She winced at the sound as it cut through the quiet of the cemetery. She pulled hard again. It moved another six inches but would go no further.
I Live Alone but There’s a Woman Sitting on My Couch
I live alone in a one-bedroom apartment. So can anyone tell me why there was a woman sitting on my couch watching TV? I was in my room getting some work done when I had gotten a bit hungry and planned on walking to the kitchen to get some leftover
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Brothers of Drane
The Brothers of Drane was a Canadian-American commune, gang, and cult that was active in the northeastern regions of the United States and southern Canada, particularly New Brunswick and Nova Scotia, in the early-late 1990’s. Led by Wolfville native Warren Drane, who occasionally used the alias of “Coda”, they lived
The Hungry Twins
“We’re hungry,” Mia said in her usual monotone voice. “You know we need to eat. Otherwise, you’re responsible for what happens.” She stared at me with icy blue eyes, waiting on a response. Her sister, Nia, a carbon copy both physically and in demeanor, stood at Mia’s side nodding. I
The Legend of Countess Esmeralda
Brown husks of acorns crunched underfoot. Leaves glided down from the canopy overhead – walnut browns and russet reds and soft lemon yellows. They looped and twirled in a gaudy death dance, determined to party out their last days before they rotted and returned to the earth. The downward gradient
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Halloween Night
“I love you Halloween!” This exclamation six-year-old Harry cried out to the night sky left his mother, Mrs. Jane Florence, reeling with laughter at the door. They’d just gotten home, from trick-or-treating, along with Harry’s older sister Sabrina who was already inside, calling for them to hurry up so the
The Beast of Silver Crossing
Oh, the town of Silver Crossing…Oh?… You’ve never heard of us?… I’m not surprised. You see, our little town can’t be found on Google maps. As far as the rest of the world is concerned, it doesn’t exist… The people from there don’t exist… Or at least they don’t now.
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The Door That Leads to Nowhere
When people come across something unexplainable, they try to find rational reasoning behind it. I mean, it’s only natural, right? Well, sometimes things are better left unexplained. I learned this the hard way. It was a cool Thursday afternoon. I had just got off work, and wanted to take a
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Ghost of the Trenches
November 11, 1918 9:00 am The war was coming to an end and Heinrich knew it. The Yankees had gotten involved and the once great German Empire was surrounded on all sides; prime for invasion. The Russians had been defeated, but German forces couldn’t continue without food or supplies that
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Weightless
“One hundred eight-six!” I announced gleefully. “That’s incredible!” My wife responded. “How does it feel to be so svelte?” “Well, I don’t know about svelte, but I feel great.” I replied. “I haven’t weighed 186 since I think my sophomore year of high school.” I have been on a personal
The Stalker
It was a typical fall morning- I sought out my usual seat at the local bistro down the street; the previous day had been an excruciatingly long one, and the one thing that got me through was knowing I always had my solo-breakfast date in the morning. I sat down
No Face, No Case
My name is detective Derek Wallace, of the Cook County Sheriff’s Department, in Cook County, Illinois, and for the last two and a half months I have been assigned to one of the most brutal, and confounding cases that I have seen in my time as an investigator. Admittedly, I
Confessions Of A Fisherman In A Town Called Langurst
Langurst is a small place, quaint and quiet. A seaside village which I’d never seen the outside of. The comforting sound of the salt waves breaking against rock was seldom disturbed by the modern hardships one might find inland, Langurst was a bit behind the times you could say, traditional
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Jerry Southerland
I have sat with the knowledge of that night for ever such a long time now. I have flirted with the idea of telling someone – maybe the police – or confiding in a counselor, but I know it will do little good. They would think me mad, even my
Hel Ward 54
When James and Linda Scott welcomed the arrival of their first daughter Ella Marie. Nothing seemed to be better. The pregnancy was a text book scenario. Nine months of classes, preparing a room and eagerness for her to arrive all seemed to go swimmingly. Linda was wonderful and the birth
Anthropophagi
It was cold, even for autumn. I shivered and pulled down the sleeves of my beige cardigan. As I glanced up at the sun, I noticed its position in the sky was getting increasingly lower over the horizon. I turned around to see Malcolm hunched over the road map that
The Custom of the Alabama Watermelon Man
He was a striking gentleman. I mean the stereotypical southern “yes sir, no sir,” “mother may I,” gentlemen. The first time I met him I saw this stranger from a distance attempting to move a heavy looking recliner into the condo next to mine. My wife and I haven’t had
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The Haunted Cat House of Gilmore County
Roger Hemlock scowled at the bustling of servants going about their chores in preparation for the wedding to be held later in the day. In his mind, the mere thought of what he considered peasants inside his manor home and partaking of his bounty soured his stomach and mood. All
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