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The Little Black Book
It was just another quite ordinary day in the small town of Westville, situated somewhere between good enough and dreamland. It was a mid-morning Sunday, and the church bells signified the end of the morning mass, not that Toby went anyway. Toby was in his early twenties, back home from college and took to walking around the small town while most everyone else went to the church to be saved.
By Nic Bolchoz6 years ago in Horror
Little Black Book
I couldn’t believe it. She was gone. “Mysterious circumstances” they called it. They being the police. Gran had disappeared a week ago, no body recovered. She was just assumed dead and everyone moved on with their lives, even my aunt and cousins. It wasn’t fair! Why was I the only one who refused to accept it?
By Seraphine Williams6 years ago in Horror
The Necromancer
The day was like any other day. A chill in the fall air. The Sun shining through the clouds as if optimistically providing a metaphorical glimmer of hope for the future. The future is something that Jack Martin has been thinking about a lot. How can he forget the past enough to live in the moment, so that he can forge a new future. Not one that hinges on his self inflicted condemnation from his past memories. The haunting presence of a chain around the neck and the vivid memories of realizing you are not who you claim to be. An imposter. A mockery of morality in plain sight but no one is the wiser.
By Jason R Martin6 years ago in Horror
Brain Freeze
“’Samuel Clemmons?” “Yes, yes, right here,” Sam stood, gathered his paperwork and followed the young nurse down a long hallway leading into the bowels of the clinic. Going through a set of locked doors, she led him to an exam room where he was asked to remove everything except his socks and briefs. She laid a crisp, sterile gown on the examining table and collected his paperwork.
By Riss Ryker6 years ago in Horror
Including the Kitchen Sink
The hustle of the market was nothing more than a drone so early in the morning. Paul walked around, looking at all the shops. He needed to find a good gift for his roommate before he headed home. He only had a few days left on his trip. Nothing seemed the right fit. Food was too impractical. A book was too plain. Art wasn’t his roommate’s favorite. What he liked were danger and jokes. Paul picked up and then put back on the table a snow globe, and sighing as he continued walking. He was starting to think he would never find that elusive gift. Then he came to the end of the stalls. An aging woman with bags under her eyes smiled a crookedly wry smile. Her brown hair was tied up in a messy bun.
By Kitty Fermengs6 years ago in Horror
In The Darkness
In the darkness, I waved my hands, now tied together, in front of me and could barely see them. With only a small amount of moonlight shining through an oculus above, I could see a few feet in front of me. I was lost in the corner of the walls of stone, trying to figure out how I got here. If it were not for the little black book, I would not have a clue. In my mind were the names of people and places that developed my current predicament. I saw visions of prosperity and things that could be. Twenty-thousand dollars was a lot to me. It helped to shape my understanding of how I could change my life. I was a writer and a poet. Now I cannot see my way clearly.
By John Norman6 years ago in Horror
Blackout
Billy’d died, so he was out. Two left. I couldn’t see what’d killed him, not until I flipped him over. A deep stab wound at the base of the skull, ripped sideways to create a ragged flap. God only knows what she’d done it with. His needle was missing. Shit. Billy made four; Jane wasn’t fucking around. Back home, any needle violation was a summary decant, with a thousand compressed hours of behavior therapy thrown in to make sure you learned from the mistake.
By Ben Whitelake6 years ago in Horror
The Dead of Night
Everything, and everyone we knew was gone, or so we thought. The sound of gun fire, and sirens in the distance, along with horrifying screams filled the streets. Damien placed his hands on both of my shoulders, looked me straight in the eyes, "just keep your eyes on me, do not let go... do not look around... don't do anything but run. Okay? I will keep you safe" he said reassuringly. Still in shock from everything that has already happened, all I could do was nod as I tried pulling myself together. My legs felt like rubber, my arms were tingling, and my head was spinning. “How did this happen? What is going on?!” I thought to myself.
By Melissa Miskie6 years ago in Horror
Held (2020) Review
If you’re a fan of The Gallows and its sequel The Gallows: Act II, then you’re already familiar with Travis Cluff and Chris Lofing, the directing duo behind both films. Held is their latest offering, a tech-era tale of a long-standing marriage in trouble. It stars Jill Awbrey and Bart Johnson in the two leads and Rez Kempton, Zack Gold, Jener Dasilva, and Tessa Munro in small supporting roles. (Awbrey also penned the screenplay for the film.)
By Christina Dee6 years ago in Horror
