Christopher Shavers
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Start writing...I am the Author of Circus by Christopher Shavers and the Author in Faceless Entertainment. I love to write and perform. Be it me bringing nightmares to life in stories or my journey through poetry. Enjoy the Show.
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Carnival: Escape
A new business had just opened. It was called Net Komnaty. It was advertised as the first mall turned multi layered escape room. Each wing of every floor had three escape rooms. Rooms connected by photo studios, playrooms, waiting rooms, vendors, and gift shops. With a large food court on the main floor, 27 unique escape rooms, amazing deals, and promises of unforgettable times. Net Komnaty was eagerly anticipated by all ages.
By Christopher Shavers3 years ago in Horror
Carnival: Nightingale
A dark red grand piano sat in the middle of a room with glossy black tile all along the floor. One wall was completely glass hosting built-in color-changing lights with water on the opposite side. The rest of the room had white tables inside of deep purple booths on slightly elevated carpets on the black-tiled main floor. The wallpaper was black with green vine print all over. The ceiling was crystal stylized glass with color-changing lights. The double doors by the glass wall were a solid white with a marble frame and archway on both sides, accented with gold but no windows. The double doors opposite to them were simple black swinging doors with circular windows, leading to the kitchen. But there was a dark red single door on the last wall in between booths with pink, black, purple, and red glitter on it. Standing out thanks to the sign over it reading, “Pleasure Hall” in purple-red stained silver on a gold plaque. This was the decor of the exclusive performance club known as “Nightingale”.
By Christopher Shavers3 years ago in Horror
Carnival: Carol of The Bells
A young man named Alex was bored on a bus taking him to his childhood home. The snow was light but the bus was silent. His older sister, Mary, was supposed to get on at the next stop. Though it had been five years, it felt longer. Yet, he was somewhat excited to see her and their dad. He remembered that his last Christmas with his family was also the last time he saw his mother alive.
By Christopher Shavers3 years ago in Horror
Carnival: Children's Toys
Charlie was a small boy, no more than 5. Charlie’s favorite thing was cookies and stuffed animals. In that order. One day, Charlie was playing in his dad’s backyard. He had come to like being there with all his toys. He didn’t mind all the yelling anymore. If it got bad, he would close his eyes and imagine playing with the toys. He knew he could always be happy in his imagination with his toys. Something always interrupted though. Like when his father pulled him from the backyard, through his mom’s house, past his mom holding her fancy clear cup, past his dad, into the car, and headed to his father’s house. This is how Charlie understood weekends.
By Christopher Shavers3 years ago in Horror
Carnival: Hop To It
Jason was running down a hallway, he fell to the ground and looked around frantically. His only light being that of the blinking red emergency light. Thinking he was safe, Jason slowly got to his feet. Nothing to his left. Nothing to his right. Nothing where he came from. Just him and the blinking red light. Still looking around, he reached behind himself. Reaching for the emergency exit that would lead to the alley. The emergency exit suddenly had the silhouette of a rabbit costume outside of the window. Watching. Jason.
By Christopher Shavers3 years ago in Horror
Carnival: Take A Bite
A young boy, barely 8, was rushed to the hospital. He was found unconscious on the beach, faintly glowing green. It was a while before the young boy was awake and aware. Despite some oddities, the doctors and nurse deemed him healthy. The chalked up his state up to blunt force trauma, exposure to some strange algae, and ingesting a large amount of salt water. A social worker was called to come in as the young boy was receiving additional treatment and evaluations. The social worker was warned that the child suffered from violent night terrors.
By Christopher Shavers3 years ago in Horror
