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Curtis held on to an unfulfilled joy for exploring. The prospect of discovering new places always enthralled him, and often, whether he…
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Too many sages and soothsayers to reference, those thoughtful idiots, have lambasted the youth with the wizardry of profundity. They had answers…
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Erica hated the lack of hygiene. Erica absolutely despised unhygienic people. Just thinking about the slightest chance of her physically touching a…
Read NowThen Again, But Maybe Not
The wind brushing up against my face was common, but it never felt subtle to me. Never felt as if it was…
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Ever since I can remember, my uncle's root cellar terrified me. A nameless fear. They told me it was just a child's…
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“The Scornful” By Brandon Gulling Latvia SSR, 6 January, 1942 Johannes Wulf, M.D. My stomach aches and churns from hunger. I feel…
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Hidden deep within the rural countryside of mainland China sits a rotting edifice of failed consumerism: the decrepit remnants of Disneyland China.…
Read NowThe Great White
I’m here, again. I’m watching my wife die, again. I’m standing on a country road, a country road not far from our…
Read NowHer World Painted Black
When Alexis Blakely arrived at the home of Phillip Kramer, the rain was falling in long diagonal slants beyond the windshield of…
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This is the first time I’ve told anyone this story, and it may be the last, because they’ve found me. The year…
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There was no doubt – my mouth had moved a centimeter to the left overnight. I check between reflection and picture before…
Read NowThe Magician’s Game
The audience laughed as the young man in the top hat smiled. The trick he had just completed had apparently been more…
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As a kid sometimes your perception of reality and fantasy get all mixed up inside your head, one minute you're playing with…
Read NowThe Girl in the Dark
I’ll never forget the first time I saw the girl. It was mid-October and it was unusually cold for the area. The…
Read NowOn The Short Walk
My house doesn’t have a garage. Instead, it has an undercover car port. The front door is at the opposite end of…
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