My Daddy Always Picked Me Up At the Bus Stop
“My daddy always picked me up at the bus stop.” I was surprised by a tiny voice saying that, in the cramped…
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(This is a conclusion to the previous two pastas, "Necropotence," and "War of the Dead." I was a mod for the old…
Read NowNight Shift
I'm woken up by the sound of my phone going off, I open my eyes to see my cheap apartment covered in…
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I’ve Never Woken Up in the Same Place Twice
One morning when I was about eight years old, I woke up and my mother wasn’t my mother. I had never seen…
Read NowThe Invitation
They call him “The Hatter”. His face is only a rumor. His body is an urban legend. But, his intentions are always…
Read NowThe Tunnel
Alex Roth had already lived in the house for more than six months. He had no idea how he had failed to…
Read NowShe Lulls Me to Sleep
There are lots of stories made for children who don’t go to bed early, probably bogeymen or monsters under your bed. You’ve…
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Where The Snow Isn’t Cold
You know the old saying; the one that starts with: ‘A good day at the cabin begins with a sunrise…’? Well that…
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Avoid the Radio Station AM 630
I’m writing this as somewhat of a warning, but also a slight cry for help. I do not know who else to…
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The Dark Spot
“Hello, my old friend,” Griffin said aloud as he stared out the window at the dark spot. It had been at least…
Read NowThe Beast in the Woods
I want to set down recent events in my life, because I'm afraid that this may be my last chance. To begin…
Read NowPerception
“Well, this is embarrassing. Usually, I check on the new arrivals, and they’re already begging to make it all stop. I mean,…
Read NowDon’t See It
I’ve been thinking of him-er-her (it?) for the past week. I haven’t been able to sleep. I’ve barely eaten anything. I quit…
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As Her Air Ran Out
Ellie’s eyes fluttered open, only to be blasted by strong, white light. Her arm shot up and hid her face from the…
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Give It Everything
Below are a selection of emails from Leonard Tomlins, a person of interest in two separate missing person cases in the North…
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Blood Magic
I was almost friends with a monster when I was eleven years old. I would have preferred a human friend, but my…
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The Fog Part: 1
So, I’ve been on the road a lot lately. I feel like road trips are the perfect time to wind down and…
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Pick-a-Pocket
My younger brother disappeared on Halloween night when he was seven years old. It hollowed out my mother, who was raising the…
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Father Cooke: Part 4 – Don’t Dream It, Be It
Publisher's Note: This story is part of the author's Father Cooke series of interrelated stories. If you enjoy it, the author invites you…
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That Which Listens From The Shadows
Not every tribe of the first people made their way into the history books. While some of our cousins traded and warred…
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