Chatroom log transcribed by *name expunged* on *date expunged*. Screen names presumably substituted by account holders' real names for easier reference. Whether incident described was real or fabricated cannot be determined, as transcriber has vanished without a trace. * [11:29:09 PM] - Jon has joined the chatroom [11:29:14...

I don’t remember much about my childhood, like most people. Those memories are always vague and eventually you realise whatever you ‘remember’ is probably just a reconstructed memory. You don’t have much choice in the matter, and are usually convinced that your memory would...

For several nights I have seen a man vanish into the woods behind my home; a man that I do not recognize. It started three nights ago. I thought nothing of it at first; perhaps he was a homeless man living in some clearing...

Ever since the incident I’ve been so paranoid. No one would even really explain what exactly happened that night. I couldn’t make any sense of it, even though I was there. Every single detail is still etched into my brain, but I still can’t tell...

The sun was still up when we arrived. The car park was more of a passing place. Simmers was shuffling in the passenger seat next to me, he was overheating. Dressed in all the latest climbing gear, tin whistle and dodgy Japanese head torch from ebay, he...

I spend most of my Thursday nights driving. I drop the girl off at home and then I go, I just go anywhere. I need those few small moments where I can feel completely free from everybody. There’s a road that stretches around an old garden...

I don’t really know how to start something like this, writing journal entries isn't something I’d say I’m used to. Anyways, the doctors said it might help to get something down on paper so, it’s worth a try. I've been in this hospital for...

Some of the most amazing paintings I have ever seen are those of Thomas Allsman. He is a quiet man in his early sixties, and he lives alone in a small old house on the edge of town. Thomas is a portrait painter, the best...

Jonathan sat trembling in the dark. He stared at nothing, his eyes not penetrating the circle of blackness that surrounded him. A single lamp illuminated the round table he sat at, allowing him enough light to see the edges of it and nothing more. A...

We look up at the sky every day. Usually it's blue or black; sometimes orange or yellow. Sometimes it's not there at all. It happens about twice a month but it's been more frequent lately. We're not too worried about it though, it hasn't harmed anyone...

It’s 10:19 p.m. I’m driving home from night class as I stop at a gas station two blocks away from my apartment. No one else is here, and few cars pass by. I get off my car and head towards the small convenient store associated with...

“’Ere, Bertie – help me pull her up onto the bank, will you?” “Alright, then.” Bert said stoutly, though Thomas still caught the furrow in his brow as they both rolled up their navy trousers and waded out in their boots to drag her corpse ashore...

"Mom…dad…is it over?” It was pitch black and silent for a moment after… “I don’t know, son.” Then woman’s voiced quivered… “Henry, how will we know?” It was then Henry switched on the lantern. He was a blinded momentarily and when his sight came too he saw his wife...