I. Without, the night was cold and wet, but in the small parlour of Laburnam Villa the blinds were drawn and the fire burned brightly. Father and son were at chess, the former, who possessed ideas about the game involving [...]
It was on the wall, right in front of me, over my bed, hung like a painting. It had one limp hand draped, with bony, serpentine fingers, just above the clock, and its skeletal body cast an eerie glow into [...]
Chapter 1 It was a cold and lonely night as I drove mile after mile on barren roads that seemed to drag on forever and lead to nowhere. I had been driving for hours since i left home and ran [...]
Father’s Day Howard Simpkin was a quiet man, a nice man, everybody said so. Who could have foreseen the future? Howard grew up in the small town of Dakenby, the son of average parents of average wealth. In fact everything [...]
This story is part of the NoEnd House series. For a list of all parts in the series, click here. David stumbled to his car in a daze. The last couple of hours were a complete blur. Haunting images would sporadically [...]
This story is part of the NoEnd House series. For a list of all parts in the series, click here. It had been three weeks since I heard any word from David. In the six months since we started dating, we [...]
This story is part of the NoEnd House series. For a list of all parts in the series, click here. Let me start by saying that Peter Terry was addicted to heroin. We were friends in college and continued to be [...]
I must have been six or seven when I lived in Lebanon. The country was ravaged by war at the time, and murders were common and frequent. I remember during a particularly vicious era, when the bombings rarely stopped, I [...]
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