If you’re reading this, it’s because I have no other choice. Nobody will listen to me, not even the police. It’s only a matter of time before they come for me, and when they do, this is the only evidence of the truth. There is something under the boardwalk in
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Would it make a good cereal bowl? It may be too shallow for a cereal bowl. An ashtray, or a cat bowl would be better. “Johnson, you copy?” The voice came muffled from the other side of the door. “Copy, Bradley.” Johnson’s static voice came prelude by the trill of
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For many of us, the metro is a regular part of the routine, considering it is fast and predictable (well, most of the time). But it turns out that some people refuse to use it just because getting below street level is associated with unease. Sometimes this unease can be
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The wind stung with the foretelling of winter and leaves spiraled down from the trees in a whirlwind of crimson, amber, and gold. His stride quickened, anxiety biting at his heels, an unseen foe pursuing his thoughts, if not himself. Perhaps the threat was imagined, perhaps it was tangible. The
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There is this idea I have always clung to. Most people won’t even consider it. Are our ideas our own, or do they come from somewhere else? Maybe some are our own, but sometimes we pick up a signal from the universe, a forgotten memory locked in time. I have
My family was always a little bit strange. We owned a failing antique shop in my town for as long as I could remember. My father was quite eccentric and collected various knick-knacks and assorted artifacts. I saw them mostly as junk and still had no idea how we were
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I grabbed Olivia’s shirt collar as she scream-laughed — that awful sound that always made my spine twist. I hated when she did that. In all fairness, I thought she was actually screaming. Earlier, when I’d been in the shower, it came through the phone like a murder scene —
1 – ‘Crime’ The night was dark and cold, wind was blowing through the trees but otherwise there was hardly a sound to be heard. This silence and solitude suited the killer just fine. He worked alone, keeping to the shadows…exploiting cracks in the social fabric and indulging his sadistic
Read Part One here Read Part Two here * * * HELLO AND WELCOME to our pre-Halloween sale at Cinderella’s Curios and Pawn! I’m Katrina Overman, and I’m so glad to meet you. You might recognize this place as having been owned by a woman named Sophie Tafus. My late
I’ve always been a big fan of Halloween. When I was a kid, that was of course because of the candy and the chocolate bars. As I got older and entered my teenage years, that changed. My love for the holiday remained, but that was because of the costumes and
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I’m just a college student who has come to Croftmire for anything but fun. So, why’d I come all the way from Montana here? Consider it a way to honor my friend from childhood; and as a way to get my head out of the pity I felt since my
It’s late October, and I’m stuck in this dead-end job at Marty’s Video Rentals. Halloween’s coming, so the place is crawling with people who think they know horror. They don’t. They rent the same tired slashers, the same monsters that never change, never learn. Outside, the streets are strewn with
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Let me just begin by saying that even though I’m not the biggest computer geek in the world, or by any means what you would refer to as an “iPad Kid”, being grounded sucks. Having my phone and Xbox taken away wasn’t the worst part of being grounded. However, it
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A gust of October wind sent a shiver up my back. Goosebumps prickled through my ghost costume, the former bed sheet flapping like a flag in the wind. I followed what I could see of my best friend Mikey from hand-cut eyeholes. The top of his matte brown dollar store
My name is Lydia. I’m 30 years old, and I love celebrating Halloween with my best friend, Martha. Martha and I have been best friends ever since we were ten years old. We do everything together, and I wouldn’t be where I am today without her. You see, when I
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“Base Camp this is Hunter Two-One Actual. Still no sign of any Feral activity, over, or Dingo Two.” “This is Base Camp, copy that. ISR’s got you cleared as well.” Mike lowered his hand from the radio and turned to us. “Let’s keep moving. We gotta locate Dingo Two.” I
If you’re reading this, you know what sorry state you have found me in. I pass on my condolences for whatever trauma I may have predisposed upon you, and it is with my deepest sympathies; for it is a fate that we shall undoubtedly come to share in kindred. However,
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Honestly when I mention this to people, no one else seems to remember this. I’m not sure why this seems to linger in my mind every night. When I mention the riots in 95 they talk about the riots in LA. They don’t remember the sirens screaming all night. They
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How far am I willing to go to make my dream come true? Through hell and back, that’s what I kept telling myself. Through hell and back. I’d been out of a job for 6 months. At first, I told myself it was just a rough patch. Everyone goes through
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As I myself am writing this message under unappreciable mental strain, by tomorrow I shall be no more. My food supply as well as medicine and water had been running out. I’ve been stuck on this liferaft for a few days, floating lonely in the middle of the Indian Ocean,
Kai couldn’t remember the last time he’d caught himself feeling truly frightened. He had watched all of the scariest movies he could find, devoured countless ancient tales of mystery and macabre, and even researched real-world accounts of ghostly sightings and unexplainable encounters. All of it bored him. Of course, he
I’ve probably mentioned it already, but y’know, it’s that time of year again. And, honestly, I only met him twice. But my buddy Jon got the lowdown — said he spoke to the guy’s boss and everything.Yeah, the kid’s name was Tom. Thomas Lowman, I think. Worked for one of
I like to drive past spooky places.You can find them anywhere, if you know what to look for. An abandoned building, a mist covered field, a quickly darkening forest at sunset. It was one of my favorite pastimes as a teenager. The town I grew up in was a short
I feel compelled to tell you all a story. One about mirrors. They are so much more than you could ever imagine. They aren’t simply vessels for reflections. They are a gateway into an entire world, a dying realm on the brink of collapse. My friends and I call it
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