Blood and Oil
Note: The following is a sequel to the creepypasta entitled “Breach”. The author recommends reading “Breach” first, as it is followed chronologically…
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It began about a week ago, as I slept. I was having the most bizarre nightmare I've ever had. I was alone,…
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In Our Town
In our town, you prayed for a boy when you first felt that kick in your belly. Mama said she cried the…
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Melinda hated driving at night. She did her best to avoid it. Short trips to the store if she just realized she…
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A couple important things to note before I tell you about my experience: you are more than welcome to go check this…
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All My Friends Are Dead
Part 1 All my friends are dead. Don’t take that the wrong way though. I can’t say I knew any of them…
Read NowLucid Paradise
There is an ancient story which tells of how a spider creature named Iktomi created a web which filtered good dreams from…
Read NowThe Wanderer of Blazes
Dr. Ellen Kennedy was just locking up her office for the evening when her phone began to ring. She paused at the…
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This is the sixth and final part of the By the Fire's Light series. Names we give have power As we discovered…
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There’s a Giant Person in the Sky
I think I’ve lost my goddamn mind. Everything was fine until I walked out of work this afternoon. Dan, my cube-mate, and…
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Every family has its stories, those events that have passed on into almost legend, and my extended family is no different. Some…
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If there was one thing I knew for sure it was that the moment our new neighbors moved in next to us,…
Read NowMartellato
It was an expensive chair. The leather squeaked as I shuffled in it, betraying its purpose by failing to get comfortable. Disapproving…
Read NowThe Good People
One hot summer, an unnaturally hot summer for my province actually, my friend Heather invited a few of her girlfriends out to…
Read NowNo Contest
“Alright, kids,” the counselor announced, a devilish grin stretching across her face. “You know what time it is!” Jack nodded vigorously, bouncing…
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Green Valley Alarms
I took the last drag of my cigarette and inhaled a deep breath, savoring the carcinogen-filled smoke inside my lungs before I…
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Tales of the City, Part Six: Burnt Offerings
"It's last call." "Hey, like in that poem you know? 'Hurry up please, it's time!' …sorry, I've had a lot to drink."…
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The Man Who Cheated the Devil
Have you ever been down to Brantford? It’s not a bad place to live, although there honestly isn’t that much to see.…
Read NowThe Garden Gnome
Juliet stood on the sidewalk, hands on her hips, and stared at the house. How depressing. Her Aunt Camilla had passed away…
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The Starry Crown
I left the university campus behind to do fieldwork in the Deep South. I was studying folk songs from southern states that…
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