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Skulls in the Hollow
We trudged through the snow toward an outpost Isaiah had established on the western edge of the village. It was from there, I learned that most trouble arrived and was thus the most dangerous position. There were always three villagers stationed at the outpost. If need be, I was informed, two could fight, and the third would either call or go for help.
By Nicholas Efstathiou6 years ago in Horror
A Culpable Love!
Every single day I look in the mirror and see nothing but corpses with no soul. Skin so white and pale. Big dark circles around my eyes and bags that are so big that it looks like I have layers of fat under them. My hair is so dull and lifeless, tangled in bunches and knots. My lips are turning grey with many cracks spread throughout. I turned to the side and I saw an outline of my spine on my back. I haven’t been eating much but I really don’t see why I must fill myself with food when I feel nothing regardless of anything I do. I put my shirt back on, I wear long sleeves so no one can see my cuts and bruises I’ve gotten from school soccer practice. I look into my dark brown eyes that seem black from a distance. Dead. All I see is a soulless human nothing to live for but the amusement and satisfaction of people. I might as well be a machine. All I do is follow orders. It’s like the whole world has me on chains, pulling me further and farther until I break. Unfortunately for them, I’m already broken.
By J.X. Leiva6 years ago in Horror
Red Moon
The moon. Illuminating itself like a stranger glaring into nineteen year old Red’s kitchen window. Fair skin, flowing red hair and a petite frame, she retrieves cookies from the oven, only to burn her hand causing them to fall on the tiled floor and shatter. She tosses them away and sighs. Grandma will have to deal with store bought.
By Brian Pomphrey6 years ago in Horror
The Ghosts of Georgia
The Olde Pink House Restaurant and Piano Bar is located off Reynolds Square, near the corner of E. Bryan Street in Savannah, Georgia. This is a Georgian standard from 1771. It is a 2 story brick mansion covered by pink plaster. Today it is a lovely restaurant. On the first and second floor are the dining rooms. There is a basement bar/restaurant – descending down steep wooden steps one finds a nice piano bar with wooden tables surrounding it. On the right side of the room is a comfortable, relaxing sitting area with chairs and couches situated in front of a huge fireplace.
By Rasma Raisters6 years ago in Horror
Reed Alexander's Horror Review of 'Hobo With A Shotgun' (2011)
This marvelous example of cinematic mastery is not some simple return to the golden age of silver screen classics. Oh no, it has raised the bar for Hollywood and the movie industry as a whole! Hobo With a Shotgun challenges our very concepts of society, culture, philosophy, and dare I say, even God. What we're provided with is not some mere excuse for entertainment, but rather a deep internal reflection on the soul of our humanity. Hobo With A Shotgun pulls back the scabs, renders the flesh, and digs deep into the marrow of what it means to be human.
By Reed Alexander6 years ago in Horror
Savior of the Earth
We dock at the station twenty minutes before detonation. The world is counting on us. My name is Nick. John, Mary, and I have been on this mission for two weeks. Our world has been in suspense as a large asteroid the size of Europe headed in our direction. That was until I, along with my colleagues, came into the picture. Now victory is within our grasp.
By Brian Pomphrey6 years ago in Horror
Salem Rising Vol 2
As Jacob and Jonah entered the town, they noticed something was off about the atmosphere. Townspeople were whispering to each other and discretely pointing at folks that hadn’t been in town long as if they were trying to solve some sort of mystery. Jonah looked over at Jacob with an expression that voiced how strange he thought people were acting.
By Jeremy Hanson6 years ago in Horror
Salem Rising
Everyone was sitting around the table holding hands. The room was dimly lit with flickering candlelight. Sarah and Mary kept looking at each other trying not to giggle, while Isaac attempted to conduct a seance. Jacob and Jonah kept rolling their eyes because they knew he didn’t know what he was doing. Despite the distractions in the room Isaac managed to center himself, and he began to read from the book that was in front of him.
By Jeremy Hanson6 years ago in Horror
