Psychological
Jill Manor
The dampened stone from Jill-Manor absorbed the sound of the constant rain as it pummeled overhead. Burying the world outside in a relentless cast of indominable rolling fog, just as it did the many, many secrets harbored within. In the four years since their marriage, Catherine and Thomas Wilke had lived in a constant state of mutually suffocating possession. Theirs was not a gentle, passive romance as many would think, it was a fierce, all-consuming affliction that they both suffered and died from, even in life.
By K.H. Obergfoll5 months ago in Fiction
The Thin Ones
It is dark and raining. The wind blows a rogue hanging wire against the metal lamp post making it sing like a muffled bell. I was out late, I don't know why, but I always find that sound so eerie, like something bad is going to happen.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 5 months ago in Fiction
The Last Human on Earth Receives a Radio Signal
The End of Humanity By the year 2147, Earth had become silent. Cities still stood beneath the sky, their skyscrapers untouched by war and their streets free from traffic, but humanity was gone. Some had left the planet aboard massive colony ships. Others had perished during the decades of environmental collapse and global pandemics that followed. In the end, only one person remained. His name was Ethan Cole, and for nearly three years he had lived alone on a deserted Earth, maintaining the systems that kept the planet's automated infrastructure running. Every day felt identical to the one before it. Every night reminded him that he was the last human being alive.
By Robert Redford5 months ago in Fiction
After Midnight
There is something strangely powerful about the hours after midnight. The streets grow silent, the noise of the day fades away, and the world seems to slow down. For many people, these late-night hours are more than just a part of the day—they are a time of reflection, creativity, and mystery. Whether you are a night owl, a writer searching for inspiration, or simply someone who has stared at the ceiling long after everyone else has fallen asleep, you may have noticed that life feels different after midnight.
By Shoaib Afridi5 months ago in Fiction
To Not Go On. Content Warning.
Introduction I was attracted by this image shared by The Enchanted Booklet on Facebook but was not too sure how to approach it. This is not so much about the gorgon Medusa but about someone who has lost the will to continue.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 5 months ago in Fiction
A World Where Memories Are Sold Like Products
The Store on Every Corner The year was 2089, and memories had become the world's most valuable commodity. Every major city contained Memory Markets where people could buy, sell, trade, and experience memories just as easily as purchasing groceries or clothing. Wealthy customers bought memories of exotic vacations they had never taken. Students purchased years of expertise before important exams. Some people even collected memories like antiques, storing thousands of experiences inside personal digital vaults. What had once been considered impossible was now an ordinary part of daily life. In this new world, experiences were no longer limited to the people who lived them.
By Robert Redford5 months ago in Fiction
I fell for a man who makes my nose bleed
I first saw him when I was boarding the plane. He stood out in the middle of a packed airport. Bright red, traffic-light hair, pale skin, and uneven freckles speckling his cheeks. Long trench coat thrown over a tee and shorts. Head buried in a dog-eared copy of Dracula. I saw him again on the plane.
By Muhammad Sabeel5 months ago in Fiction
The Day the Internet Predicted Everyone's Death
A Normal Morning The morning began like any other. People woke up, checked their phones, scrolled through social media, and prepared for work or school. Nothing seemed unusual until a strange website appeared online. Nobody knew who created it or how it had suddenly become accessible in every country at the exact same time. The site's design was incredibly simple. Visitors saw only a search bar and a single instruction: Enter your name to discover the exact date and time of your death. Most people assumed it was another internet hoax designed to attract attention. Within hours, millions of curious users began entering their names.
By Robert Redford5 months ago in Fiction
The Elevator That Stops at a Nonexistent Floor
The Building With a Strange Reputation When I accepted a night-shift security job at the Ashcroft Tower, I thought the stories were nothing more than office gossip. The building was one of the oldest skyscrapers in the city, a forty-story structure that had survived decades of renovations and ownership changes. Most employees left before sunset, leaving only a handful of cleaners, maintenance workers, and security staff inside after dark. During my first week, several coworkers warned me about the elevators. According to them, one of the lifts occasionally stopped at a floor that didn't exist. I laughed it off as another urban legend created to entertain bored night workers.
By Robert Redford5 months ago in Fiction
Limericked
Introduction We survived the plague of haiku, but only just. It seemed everyone was affected, and haiku were everywhere. Still, with careful action, society seemed to be returning to normal, or that seemed to be until rumours were heard of a new deadly addictive drug.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 5 months ago in Fiction
