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The Black Church

Have you ever seen yourself die? I have. I was just a normal mid-twenties college-graduate when that horrific nightmare occurred. It was not like any experience I had been through before, and now it is my every waking nightmare. My story begins like that of many recent college graduates, living […]

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Feral Hunting

Feral Hunting

“Romeo 3 this is Base Camp, how copy, over.” “Copy, Base Camp, we read you.” “ISR has registered no signatures within a twelve mile radius. You’re clear to advance to the cave entrance, over.” “Roger, Base Camp, we’re moving now. What’s the status of the other teams?” “They’re flanking your

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The James Currie Film

The James Currie Film

It was never a dull moment’s drive. Scotland was, by definition, a beautiful country of inspiring scenery, majesty, and relentless weather. Evie’s old hatchback had taken a beating from the rain and protruding tree branches that flicked across the windshield on this dark and stormy night in late December 1996.

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A Million Tinges of Red – NGC 1569

A Million Tinges of Red – NGC 1569

It was night and gloomy and somber and serene. There was the wardrobe in front of me and on its higher corners dust had gathered and yet within the somberness the wooden fabric seemed to stretch out cosmically, darkly away. I was sitting and looking at my computer when I

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Gray Hell

Gray Hell

Sulfuric clouds rained ash upon the barren landscape, coating it like freshly-fallen snow. There were no stars—merely glimpses of an orange sky, like open wounds against the canopy of volcanic smog spanning overhead. “Habitable my ass…” Charlotte remarked, her microphone struggling to capture the full range of her discontented mumblings.

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Hells library the secret atlas

Hell’s Library – The Secret Atlas

Prologue (The Librarian) I’ll confess that it’s been very difficult for me to write this account, as I finally reveal my family’s dark secret to the world. A few years ago, I would never have considered going public about the twisted collection that I inherited, painstakingly maintained, and added to

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Odor

Odor

It was a brisk morning. Snow still lined the side of the road, sparking under the glare of the sun. “Reminds me of Edward ” I thought to myself, I couldn’t help but to laugh a little.“What’s so funny over there?” My wife says. At the same time, I realized

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Quiet Stanley

Quiet Stanley

The town I grew up in, Lay Marsh, was a pretty average place. Parents moved there because they wanted a quiet, safe environment for their kids to grow up. They were upper-lower class, hoping one day to be lower middle class, maybe middle-middle class but few imagined a life as

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The horrors of the backrooms part three

The Horrors Of The Backrooms, Part Three

Read Part One here Read Part Two here After looking through the classroom a bit more, I discovered an old backpack resting in the corner behind a desk. I picked it up, unzipped it, and looked through all the pouches for anything inside. There wasn’t much of note besides dust

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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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Windows

Windows

Tim hadn’t been to the town he was born in in years. His parents moved away from the small town in the Midwest when Tim was very young, after his father got a job offer at a major law firm in Chicago. Tim was sure proud of that man. He

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A childhood phone number

A Childhood Phone Number

It started when a friend of mine came over, which led to us speaking at length about our childhood homes. He grew up in a different province where things seemed so much different than the way it was for me. I began the first few years of my own life

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Dr Greenwichs flesh golem

Dr. Greenwich’s Flesh Golem

Read Part One Here I’d come back from another visit to the forest by Dr. Greenwich’s former ‘clinic’, when Harlowe gave me another of her trademark looks. I was barely two paces into the precinct when she ushered me aside to her office.“Out for another unauthorised reconnaissance, officer Suthers?”“Yes m’am.”“And

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