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A Call Into The Woods
The sky was clear and cloudless. The sun was relentless with its heat upon the back of her neck as she worked tirelessly on her garden. It was the only way she was allowed fresh produce. Benjamin played near the edge of the woods, where a small pond was present. He had always loved watching the frogs, salamanders, and small fish. His laughter brought a smile to her face. Though when she turned around to see his smile, he was staring blankly at the forest.
By faynoia6 years ago in Horror
The Ritual
It was hard for Rebecca to tell the world how she really felt. And even harder for her to explain what the list of names in her little black book in her closet was for.
By Aubrey6 years ago in Horror
The Book
“Thomas Stilun. Age 28. Spokane, Washington.” I mumble to myself, reading from the aged, leather journal. It looks like it’s ancient, honestly. The cracking of its black covers, the torn binding, even the parchment like pages, discolored from time. But something about it feels off. Peculiar, I suppose.
By Viktor Bale6 years ago in Horror
Worth it
Worth it “Mr. Richardson? Sir...sir, wake up” the voice was faint but insistent. Rupert tried to ignore it and fade back into the deep sleep that it had disturbed. The hand on his shoulder broke the magic of the nap though and he reluctantly opened his eyes.
By Guy Pope6 years ago in Horror
BB
Clarke glanced at the small notebook gently hovering above his nightstand next to his antique brass alarm clock. He smirks and shakes his head. I really shouldn't worry so much. He said to himself, lighting a cigarette and grabbing his coat from the wall.
By Price Henry6 years ago in Horror
The Six Sided Circle
The doorbell rings startling Sammie away from the work on his computer. A clap of thunder rumbles beneath his feet as he ambles to the door.
By Louisa Popovic6 years ago in Horror
Enduring
The sound of the shop bell shook Harold out of his thoughts. The first customer of the day walked in and he was delighted to see Lizzie, one of his regulars. He pushed painful memories of his wife’s recent passing to the side as he greeted Lizzie, an attractive woman in her twenties with wavy hair and glasses.
By Tom Drazek6 years ago in Horror
Hush, Weep, and Whisper
I’ve been locked in this drawer for decades. Damp. Distressed. Disregarded. It’s hard to say where the keys to the roll-top desk are, but W.W., whose initials remain emblazoned on the inside of my black cover, likely stuffed them in his pocket when he hung himself from the weeping willow in the grassy front yard. The tree remains visible from the rickety chair where he mocked my lined pages and wrote diagonally with fine-tipped pens when he awoke each morning.
By Suzanne Samples6 years ago in Horror
Shoes
“Okay,” Carter told himself, his hands outstretched, palms out, “do not freak out.” “Easy for you to say,” Carter said. He backed away a few steps from the figure standing near him on the path. The figure with his face.
By Brian Wright6 years ago in Horror
This House
2004- The Rocko Family arrive to the Farm house as the sun is at its brightest. They all begin to step outside of the car and look around the premises.
By Lexi Ramos6 years ago in Horror
The Road to Riches
A pair of darkened, tired eyes fell upon the extravagant palace, following a path up the walls which touched the very stars it had been built under. The stone seemed to stretch on forever, and perhaps it really did. No one knew much about this place, after all.
By Gwen Hughes6 years ago in Horror
The Gods did Weep
Chapter 1 Ad Astra Per Aspera They just got out of cryosleep a couple of days ago. A man in a white officer uniform is sitting on the bridge speaking to a Capt. Micheal Sherman over video chat. "How does it feel to be making history, Sergent," the Capt says with a grin. "It's an honor sir, we've just made it past Sirius and should be making contact with R'lyeh in a couple of days." "Listen, McKenna," his grin fades, and his tone turns serious, "I know you're not happy with us being contracted out for search and recovery jobs, but we need this. With all the treaties and alliances made over the last few years, PMCs are not in high demand by any means like they used to be, and frankly, I'm glad we got any work at all," he chuckles. "It's fine sir, I have no issues with it, and if it means doing something good for once and getting paid for it, well, heh, that sounds good to me" the Sargent smiles weakly. "Glad to hear it; go brief the team on the assignment, and command should be unlocking the equipment storage here shortly. Good luck and godspeed Sherman out."
By Bad Man6 years ago in Horror