My name is Holly West, and for a decade I’ve been sent on various operations to investigate the strange, the unexplainable, and the downright horrifying. Cryptids, sinister cults, sentient buildings. You name it. My organization deals with the things the cops can’t hope to. While my job isn’t as particularly […]
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Prologue – Past I’ve always felt like I was playing a part. Since my earliest years, I was just a mediocre actor in a family drama, playing the role of the son or the brother. I never felt close to them or cared about their feelings, but I pretended otherwise,
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Part 1 – Incursion I woke up on the floor, my head pounding and eyes struggling to adjust to the harsh artificial lights. Pulling myself up from the rough carpet, I fought against the pain and my creaking joints as I tried to come to terms with my environment. Where
Read Part One here We both drove back to the station and handed in our gear and changed. I could still smell the faint odor clinging to my uniform. I suppressed the urge to gag as I threw it back into my locker without any finesse, just wanting to get
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I want to say this happened in the early summer when our park was full of hikers, campers, and tourists. Montana had its beauty in those summer months, so I couldn’t blame them.A lot of the tourists hadn’t spent a day camping or even been backpacking. A lot of them
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If you’re reading this, it’s because I have no other choice. Nobody will listen to me, not even the police. It’s only a matter of time before they come for me, and when they do, this is the only evidence of the truth. There is something under the boardwalk in
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In the heart of the Appalachian Mountains, where rugged ridges jutted upward like the ancient, weathered spines of slumbering giants, and the valleys plunged into deep shadows that clung stubbornly to the earth, the forest guarded its mysteries with a quiet, unyielding vigilance. The people who called those mountains home,
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
June 27, 1932 Up in a castle of mystery, darkness, and dreariness, there lies a man, a man of darkness. A hooded figure with a long black cape. As dark as the night. The man is as quiet as a mouse. The silence of the castle screams. He lies on
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Returning from the Amazon was one of the most exhausting and exhilarating experiences of my life. That trip to South America had been the perfect escape from my suffocating routine as a rising attorney in the United States. After years of hard work, I’d secured a solid position at Marston
Endings, such horrible and dark things that plague our lives. Some people say that the end of one thing is the start of something new. However each and every person must stare down the final end. I stand on the edge of my own. With every tick of the clock
“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
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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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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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.
For the first time in a week I am able to send out a message to the world, telling all who will listen about the plight of my people. Seven days for an entire town to be laid to waste and for most of its population to be slaughtered by
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She hated taking the dog out in the rain. Max would always spend five minutes sniffing around aimlessly before finally deciding on a place to piss, and would then spend another five deciding whether or not he would grace the earth with one of his lumpy turds. The dog wasn’t
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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The pit, the abyss, it was always there. At least, as far as I can remember. The first time I heard its call, it was subtle, almost unnoticeable. My mother was reading her pick-and-choose verses from the book, looking back up at me after each reading with an expectant look
The Horror of Romance It’s hard to be a romance novelist when your life is full of horror, but, hey, sometimesyou gotta follow the contracts. My real mistake was going full “brooding author” after thedivorce. I moved clear across the country to ensure I never accidentally ran intoMarcy— or any
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
The first time I saw it I was trying to sell a dead woman’s clothes. It was all legal of course. Her storage unit was full of them. She had died in a nursing home with no next of kin, and that meant nobody was paying her bill. Rather than
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
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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