Colt Henderson
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I usually write horror.
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Stranger of the Void
Gregory Pines, a man of over five decades, walked out of the large factory. A twenty foot mechanized door to his right began to bang and screech as the giant white metal panels, laid horizontally, started to rise. Greg strutted back to his waiting big rig. It had taken him four days to pass the flight training, but he was now free to take his ten million credit spacecraft out of the industrial factory and down to his reserved launch pad.
By Colt Henderson3 years ago in Fiction
Rich Space
Bernard turned off his jackhammer and wiped his brow. It was extremely hot in the garage. The massive asteroid in front of him was made up of iron and gold. Bernard could hear his associates' jackhammers echoing from all over the asteroid. He turned towards the main station and looked at the clock. Before he could do anything the familiar ring echoed through the large chamber. The intercom blasted out the voice of their boss, Ricardo.
By Colt Henderson3 years ago in Fiction
Barbara's Jog
Barbara was running down the street. She was actually jogging for fun. When she was about to be at her street she stopped to change the song on her phone. By the time Barbara found a song she wanted to listen to, the view in front of her finally caught her attention. A man was busy moving his arm from side to side inside a car window. The man turned around at the same time as picking up what turned out to be a large kitchen knife, covered in blood. The blade reflected some light at Barbara and she looked up. Her eyes connected with the murderers eyes.
By Colt Henderson4 years ago in Fiction
Rebecca's Maze
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Decades had passed by since Rebecca Johnson had lived there. She had inherited the dilapidated four walls and a roof from her father when he died. Rebecca had a dream of restoring the small structure, maybe adding on to it.
By Colt Henderson4 years ago in Fiction
Travis Walker
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. No one saw it that night. A full year passed by before it happened again. It still went unnoticed. In fact it continued to go unnoticed for 22 years. When it was finally noticed it no longer looked abandoned.
By Colt Henderson4 years ago in Fiction
Orange Jello Salad
It was the morning of July 4th 1995. I was 7 years old. My family always bought enough fireworks to light up the sky for hours. We would spend the day at the lake grilling, swimming, fishing, racing in the water and playing a hide and go seek game. I remember the time as magical and full of wonder.
By Colt Henderson4 years ago in Confessions
