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Fire Exit
He didn’t remember paying the cabbie, or getting into the cab, and he certainly didn’t remember giving any instruction to take him to an ornate private members’ club in the heart of Chelsea. It was raining when he alighted, however, and he had no choice but to walk hastily and neatly inside, stepping through swinging gold doors and nodding in greeting at the austere doorman stood serene and sentinel, his epaulettes gleaming and his moustache shining almost as much. Barclay touched a hand almost self-consciously to his own – it had taken him months to achieve a satisfactory waxed effect, and he was sure his valet had been sniggering behind his back about the supreme efforts it had necessitated.
By Chloe de Lullington6 years ago in Horror
A Blessing and a Curse
When I was a small boy a strange man appeared in my town. I happened to be playing in the street – a game called kerbie where you throw the ball at the opposite kerb so that it bounces back to you. I was playing on my own, as I often did at that age, when I first noticed him. It was one of those evenings where all the boys who would usually be playing with me were busy with Scouts or elderly relatives or, in one case, a bout of chickenpox.
By Andrew Grace6 years ago in Horror
The Peculiar Jonathan Mathers
I had never been one to believe in the supernatural. If you had asked me weeks ago, heck if you had asked me even a day ago I would have confidently told you there was no such thing as ghosts or vampires. I used to laugh at horror movies that involved creatures that go bump in the night, but now I didn’t even know if I could watch horror movies ever again. And if I did I knew I would spend weeks afterwards wondering, which ones were real and which ones weren't.
By Paige Dawley6 years ago in Horror
Cookie's Diner
Escaping the chaos of midday interstate traffic, Maggie left the freeway at the next opportunity, coincidentally leading to a small town she had seen the name of many times in her travels through but never visited, though she had often been curious. A brief grumble from her stomach insistently reminded her she was late for her own lunch, so she began scoping the signs sparsely placed along the edge of the road, obviously for the sake of hungry tourists passing through. The first place she spotted was a small diner, not much larger than a convenience store, its sign almost missable, with its red letters sun-faded to near invisibility on the peeling white background.
By William LaChapelle6 years ago in Horror
Promising
The serenity in front of me was like an illusion, for I knew what lay behind. The waste and the death and the destruction. The inhumanity of it was astounding, and it not only possessed those who have avoided the final judgement, but infected many. The bizarre reflection of stories told prolifically in comics, books and movies in the years from my childhood, even before, till the event.
By Arjen Hulstra6 years ago in Horror
The Presence
García was caught off guard by her appearance even though he knew she was under a great deal of stress. Her eyes were sunken under dark, puffy cheeks. Her makeup couldn’t conceal her incredibly pale skin. He noticed a slight tremor under one of her eyelids, a sure sign of anxiety and exhaustion. García knew enough about the effects of trauma to interpret all those signs. It was an integral part of his years of rigorous work with Indian and Tibetan astrology masters. After twenty-five grueling years of study, one of his teachers remarked, “you’re less than halfway there.”
By Ernesto Morales-Ramos6 years ago in Horror
The Door
The feeling of relief vibrates through me for a brief moment. Followed by the feeling of excitement, accessibility, freedom. Then guilt. Could I really claim this? How could I not? If it wasn’t rightfully mine then why do I have it? That's what I tell myself, to justify my decisions going forward.
By suzana shrestha6 years ago in Horror
