Fiction
Two Lost Souls- Chapter One
A hooded figure scrambled up the riverbank. The dawn shadows of oaks greeted the entity as roosting starlings burst into flight, swooping over a gothic bridge nearby. The span’s withered stones sat between two halves of Karst College’s grounds. A river ran beneath and split the land down the middle. One half held the academic buildings and the other half, the stables.
By Elle M. Athens2 years ago in Chapters
Abandoned Town
The "Abandoned Town" Incident in Mexico (2014): An Unsolved Mystery Mysterious incidents that capture curiosity and intrigue are among the most fascinating subjects for people around the world. One of the most perplexing cases that remains shrouded in mystery is the "Abandoned Town" incident in Mexico in 2014. This particular event, which has sparked numerous questions and speculations, remains unresolved to this day. In this article, we will delve into the details of the incident, explore the potential factors behind it, and analyze the various interpretations that might explain this bizarre occurrence. Background of the Incident The incident revolves around a small town located in the state of Chihuahua in northern Mexico. The town, known as "La Martha," had been thriving until 2014 when it was found completely abandoned. Local residents had experienced fluctuations in population over the years, but in 2014, something unusual occurred. The town was discovered entirely empty, with no sign of any human presence. Discovery of the Abandoned Town La Martha was established in the mid-20th century and started as a small community reliant on agriculture and trade. Small towns like La Martha are not uncommon in Mexico, with many experiencing fluctuating populations due to economic or social factors. However, what made this particular incident so mysterious was the sudden disappearance of the entire town in 2014, as if it had simply vanished. Initially, local authorities received reports of mass migration from the town, but there was no clear or official explanation as to why the residents left. What made the situation even more puzzling was that the town had been thriving just prior to this period. It had schools, public facilities, and paved roads. However, when investigators looked into the matter, they found that the town was completely devoid of any people. The homes were still standing, but they were locked tight, with windows and doors securely shut. Analyzing the Incident: Was It Just Mass Migration? One of the most commonly suggested explanations is that the incident was simply the result of mass migration due to difficult economic conditions. Northern Mexico has seen internal migration as a result of violence and economic deterioration, and this might have been the case for La Martha. However, this explanation does not fully account for why the town's residents would leave so abruptly at the same time. There were no indicators suggesting that all the inhabitants decided to leave on the same day. Furthermore, some have suggested that the residents may have fled due to potential security threats or the fear of unknown events that might have occurred in the area. Other Explanations: Was There External Intervention? Another theory suggests that an external force might have been responsible for the evacuation of the town. Could it have been the work of criminal gangs or outside agents? Some areas of Mexico have been heavily affected by organized crime, and it is possible that gang activity played a role in the abandonment of the town. According to some local reports, there were rumors of gang threats in the region, which might have prompted the residents to leave in a hurry. It is conceivable that criminal groups may have taken control of the town, leading to the mass exodus of its inhabitants out of fear for their lives. Environmental Explanation: Could a Natural Disaster Be the Cause? Apart from human intervention, there are other explanations that consider natural events as potential causes of the town's abandonment. Could the town have been struck by a severe environmental disaster, such as an earthquake or a tsunami, which forced the residents to evacuate? It is possible that some unforeseen environmental or climatic changes caused a crisis that led to the abandonment. However, no definitive evidence was found to support the occurrence of such natural disasters in the region, such as an earthquake or a tsunami. This made many investigators reconsider this hypothesis, as there was no tangible proof of environmental catastrophes in the area. Theories and Rumors: Was There Something Paranormal Behind It? Since the incident remains unexplained, many myths and rumors have arisen surrounding the abandoned town. Some people believe that there may be a supernatural phenomenon behind the disappearance of the residents. There are even rumors of extraterrestrial involvement or other mysterious forces that might have caused the people to flee. Indeed, many individuals who visited the abandoned town after the incident reported feeling something strange as they walked through the deserted houses. Some claimed they felt a sense of unease or anxiety when approaching certain places in the town, which only added to the mystique surrounding the event. Conclusion: Unresolved Mystery Ultimately, the "Abandoned Town" incident in Mexico in 2014 remains one of the most enigmatic events that has yet to find a clear explanation. Was it merely mass migration due to economic struggles or fear of gangs? Or was there an external, perhaps even supernatural, force behind the phenomenon? These questions may remain unanswered for years to come. While investigations may shed light on some aspects of the case, the reality is that such events often remain unsolved, leaving room for endless speculation and conjecture. What makes this incident particularly fascinating is the fact that it represents a mystery that human beings are unable to fully explain, making it part of the broader history of unexplained events that captivate our imagination and drive us to seek answers that may never come.
By 💓 Pulse of Stories 💓2 years ago in Chapters
The Seventh Hour
The Seventh Hour The town of Eldergrove was known for its silence—a kind of stillness that hung over it like an unspoken rule. The townsfolk spoke in hushed voices, moved with purpose, and never lingered outside after sunset. It was a place where secrets nested in every shadow and every clock seemed to tick just a bit slower. But the most unsettling thing about Eldergrove was the ancient clock tower that loomed over the town square. Its hands had been frozen at seven o'clock for as long as anyone could remember.
By Himansu Kumar Routray2 years ago in Chapters
Neverchangeable | Chapter 3
<< Click to read from the beginning (Chapter 0) < Click to read Chapter 2 On the security camera app installed on my cell phone, I watch the nothingness on the screen. In front of me, Farley walks across the bridge. It’s the same easy walk he’s had from since when we were kids. He doesn’t look back which makes it easy to take a moment and dip into my pixelated reverie. The cabin is black and grey except for the clump of dim white glow near the bottom corner of the screen. No sound comes from the room, no footsteps or crackling of a wood-burning fire from when Farley and I were kids. Even in the middle of the day, the room on the screen is midnight dark.
By sleepy drafts2 years ago in Chapters
Neverchangeable | Chapter 2
<< Click to read from the beginning (Chapter 0) < Click to read Chapter 1 I look to you, slumped in the corner, as if awaiting your approval. My one remaining eye has adjusted more now. I can see more than just your rubbery skin, neon with death in front of me, and the single, shiny eye of the camera. I can make out the moose head I know is there, the overstuffed loveseat, the long, leather sofa under Auntie Rachel’s watercolour paintings. The ones she made when she got brain cancer. I can see the radiation on those paintings, green and luminescent, sparkling like the snowy landscapes they depict. The radiation poured from her pupils as she transferred the images from her mind to the coarse paper. Snowy hills, like clean, fresh starts, the radiation underneath only visible to me. Like two weeks from now, when the tourism season will officially be over, when winter will come, and here you and I will be. The two of us, alone, at last. Like it should have always been.
By sleepy drafts2 years ago in Chapters
Neverchangeable | Chapter 1
< Click to read Chapter 0 Farley won't stop fucking around with his hunting knife. The sound sets my teeth on edge. The bridge has transformed over the two years since I sold it, most of the change happening within the last one. The limestone has been reinforced, no longer crumbling at random intervals, and signs have been put up at both ends with detailed directions on how to get through the forest safely and with ease. Different trails are marked with either green, orange, or red lines to allow tourists to select their difficulty. None of the trails are truly difficult anymore, though. None, except the unmarked ones. Farley’s face twists in disdain when he sees the sign, wide and dummy-proof.
By sleepy drafts2 years ago in Chapters
Neverchangeable | Chapter 0
I smile up at the camera. A past version of me, a ghost version, sits hunched over a laptop in a dark room and watches the grainy, bluelight images move across his screen. I picture being that other version of me right now, the one that doesn’t exist, staring blankly, hungrily at the scene. Finally, I hear him think, something different. He hasn’t realized it’s us yet – me, him – and so he laps up the image. Two slumped over figures, one barely human anymore, the other a black-and-white night vision phantom of a man, smiling at the camera. His one eye glows, a white ring of two-dimensional fire that burns into the lens. The other eye is a wet slit, open, gooey, dripping, the membrane now a soft, stretched sock drooping over the eyelid, the kind of sock Farley and I used to hit each other with, with tennis balls dropped down in to the toes, the kind you used to hate. I shudder, look sideways with my one eye at the barely human figure slumped beside me, at once the man in the night vision scene again. You would not have approved of this. Not one bit. I look back at the camera, attached to the nose of the moose Farley had killed when we were fourteen, the camera I put up after Dad died. You would have been mortified. Would have called me indecent. I would have told you, it’s called being smart. You and I both know, you would have seen through that.
By sleepy drafts2 years ago in Chapters
From Prosperity to Ashes: The Middle-Class Homeowners Facing an Uncertain Future
Sylvia Sweeney and her husband, Bob Honeychurch, were living the American Dream. In 2009, they purchased a charming three-bedroom home in the picturesque foothills of the San Gabriel Valley for $780,000. Over the years, as property values in Los Angeles soared, their home became more than a sanctuary—it turned into a significant investment, with an estimated worth of $1.6 million at the start of 2024.
By mureed hussain2 years ago in Chapters
The Orphans in the Woods
After Rohan filled the bag with all the batteries, flashlights, and candles he could find he zipped it closed. Then he walked around the house again feeling a combination of tired, stressed, and worried. His thoughts were racing. He peeked from behind the curtain out of the living room window and saw the darkness of the night. Mom's 65 Mustang was parked in the driveway. He hadn't even noticed that the car was there when he and Gertrude got home from school. He saw the full moon and the light beam glaring from it. He remembered his mother talking about the names of faces of the moon. He remembered his sister talking about werewolves who go crazy when the moon is full. Then he started thinking about the money they had put together so far. He sat back down on the couch and re-counted.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman2 years ago in Chapters
Glass Winter | Ch. II
Sevt heard a stream in his sleep. He smelled grass. The trees rustled. A memory came into focus of a long log cabin against a verdant drape from somewhere high above, its door opening onto a small clearing and its creek. Birds flew overhead with their song, and a golden-haired woman watched the water. A child in her arms shared her blue eyes.
By Andrei Babanin2 years ago in Chapters
The Orphans in the Woods
While Rohan was in the living room sorting through various supplies in the wheelbarrow, Gertrude was in the kitchen straining spaghetti noodles. She opened a can of tomato sauce and found a jar of parmesan cheese in the refrigerator. She set the table for her and her brother the way she had always done every night for her mother. They had chores. Her chores included setting the table, clearing the table of the dishes, putting the clean dry dishes back in the cabinet, and sweeping. Her brothers chores included taking the garbage out, helping Mom bring groceries in and put them away, cleaning the bathroom, and general maintenance when Dad wasn't around like changing light bulbs or making sure the grass or snow wasn't blocking the driveway. They were good obedient children. They believed in God and they loved their parents. They had been taught well at home and in school even though Rohan had only begun 4th grade and Gertrude had just started 2nd grade. They were intelligent children, excelling in their school studies without complaining about the various disciplines they were being taught.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman2 years ago in Chapters
