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God didn't answer my prayers but something else did

God didn’t answer my prayers but something else did

Rachael and I were high school sweethearts. We met through mutual friends and hit it off like a house on fire. Our weekends were spent hanging out enjoying each other’s company. Our first big stumbling block came after graduation.We were accepted into different colleges four hours away. Most relationships would […]

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The Haunting Melody

The Haunting Melody

Deep within the dark, foreboding woods, nestled among the gnarled trees and overgrown shrubs, stood the abandoned cabin, shrouded in mystery. Its cracked walls and broken windows bore witness to the passage of time, and its wooden door creaked ominously as if warning intruders to turn back. Rumors of a

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Patient 367

Patient 367

He says that he visits abandoned asylums, prisons, hospitals and so on, and showcases them for others to see. I heard a voice saying. I opened my eyes and squinted, I appeard to be lying in some sort of hospital room. What the hell had happened? Why was I here?

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The terror from beyond the void

The Terror From Beyond the Void

IT SKITTERED its way across the leaves, and I knelt down to get as close as I could. Eight legs, black body – it was one of the feared ones; a black widow. I knew that before I pulled up Nature’s Identity on my phone. But I needed to log

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I made a horror game about liminal spaces that nobody will ever play

I made a horror game about liminal spaces that nobody will ever play

I’m sure there isn’t a single person reading this that doesn’t know what liminal spaces are by now. But, just in case: The concept of liminal spaces relates to physical locations that are typically transitional in nature. Hallways, waiting rooms and parking lots are classic examples. The liminal aesthetic can

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Me and my brother hunt monsters Yesterday we found God

Me and my brother hunt monsters. Yesterday we found God.

Me and my younger brother hunt monsters. Now I understand how that must sound to you. There’s no possible way anything supernatural could actually exist in our world, right? If that is your first thought, well, you’d be wrong. Very wrong. Me and my brother know this better than anyone

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dont knock on wood

DON’T KNOCK ON WOOD

Don’t knock on wood. Ever again. I know that sounds crazy. But trust me. It’s not worth it. It’s not worth it because you might not be ready for what you’re inviting into your life… I definitely wasn’t. About a month ago, I packed up what few possessions I owned

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what is happening in my new house

What is happening in my new house?

Hey, something weird happened to me last night and I need a little help wrapping my head around it. My wife Steph and I moved into this beautiful raised ranch home on 28 acres of forest in the Gatineau hills yesterday and I’m already regretting it. We got a lot

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botched

Botched

“Hurricane Gabrielle continues to devastate the entire east coast. It’s quite the storm ladies and gentlemen. Best to stay inside.” Father Henry and Father Paul were running late for their “meeting”. Time was of the essence. “Are you sure we can trust them? They aren’t exactly the most upstanding members

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black christmas

Black Christmas

It was cold and dark that one wretched morning in the city of dead dreams. Dilapidated buildings, decadent sentries of another time, towered on either side of me as I sped by on my way to the warehouse downtown. An ill-disposed wind howled in every direction; beggars huddled together and

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family roots

Family Roots

Grandpa Cobalt hated letting things go. Whether it was the wobbly chair he kept in his study or his favorite warped record he fed to the gramophone—looping the same groove over and over. He was a tall man with a frosty thin hairline and a nose capable of the most

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