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Ben Drowned
Finally, after a long day you get a moment to yourself. You take a deep breath, sigh out the weight of the…
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Jeff the Killer (Reboot)
The day Jeffrey Woods and his family arrived at their new home, the sky was overcast and the weather was muggy. The…
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Ted the Caver
3/23/01 Due to the overwhelming number of requests I have received to tell about my discoveries and bizarre experiences in a cave…
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Tales From the Gas Station
PART ONE At the edge of our town, there’s a shitty gas station that’s open twenty-four hours a day, seven days a…
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The Hidden Webpage
Sometimes I find it hard to believe that I’ve been an internet user for twenty years now. That’s older than some of…
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The Girl the Universe Forgot
The Mandela Effect. That phrase never meant anything to me. Spooky, I guess, but it wasn’t something I thought about for more…
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I Drive for Cerber
My name is Jim. I’ve been in and out of construction contracts for the last seventeen years. Between those contracts, I do…
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Razor Games
My name is Tom. I am a sound designer for video games. I love my work and I have been doing it…
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The Whistlers: Ruth’s Account
The man on the trail is dead and will need to be moved. It is a more difficult task than I would…
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Faith’s Game
((The following passage was found on an abandoned jump-drive two miles outside of Philadelphia. Though a somewhat longer passage, it has been…
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Human Nature
Laura pulled her cellphone out of its storage compartment and queued up the first video before wondering if she really should watch…
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The Whistlers: Bill’s Account
I’ve got calluses on my hands from burying my brother. If we’re rescued today, I’ll have to explain that to someone. Some…
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I sat on a bench under an autumn-dried tree, where I usually spent my time after school. The cemetery was empty; no…
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Heavy Rain
It was supposed to be such an uneventful day, but overhead the clouds churned and plotted. Rebecca Madison saw and heard the…
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Restoration
Part 1 I work in restoration. Your house or business floods? My crew comes in, dries everything up, cleans the baseboards, preps…
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The Body Farm
Part 1 I'm not a guy who gets scared easily, but I'm also not the kind who keeps his head in the…
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Mr. Flysuit and the Mandela Effect
There’s this thing - a phenomena, really - called the “Mandela Effect.” This lady, Fiona Broome, coined the phrase back in 2010…
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Part I I’m driving maybe a bit too fast and smoking probably a few too many cigarettes. I love this… this part…
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