Horror
Bleakburn
Animo was perched on top of his head, and despite Haganto’s quick pace, he didn’t seem in any danger of falling off. Not long after Alanus’s song last night, Animo unexpectedly climbed up to Haganto’s head and stayed there. Even though Grimoire spoke a few more times, Animo just dug into his head each time and didn’t move. Animo probably would have stayed there all night if Haganto hadn’t plucked him off so he could lie down to sleep. And even then, Animo didn’t go back to his pocket, instead choosing to sleep on Haganto’s cheek until morning, when he quickly climbed back up again.
By Rebecca Patton3 years ago in Fiction
The Black Ibis Case - Chapter 5
The poorly lit streets felt comforting and familiar. The dimness illuminated the streets enough to help ease my mind from what I had witnessed, but the events of this night just kept streaming through my mind like a movie reel looping repeatedly, recalling something so vivid and real yet, fuzzy, like a dream.
By Georges-Henri Daigle3 years ago in Fiction
Tatham Springs
I pulled skidding into the gravel parking lot of Pleasant Grove Presbyterian Church. I didn’t plan for my entrance to be so abrupt, so aggressive, but I nearly missed the parking lot while cruising inadvisably speedily down the perpendicular, curving Highway 555. I had been driving down that shifting road for more than five miles, and I had begun to zone out, listening to the ethereal, high-pitched guitar wails of “Subterranean Homesick Alien” by Radiohead, which blared out from within the spherical speakers of my car, from my connected playlist of the month. The small speaker, bulging out from within their home in the dashboard, looked like the helmets of miniature deep-sea divers.
By Robert Pettus3 years ago in Fiction
REM
It had been twenty years since I held a cigarette. I tell people I don't miss it, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't savor sitting in a smoky bar and letting my head float in the murky clouds of secondhand smoke. It didn't matter if it was bitter or stale, I still relished the way the smell turned to taste as it clung to the back of my nose and slid down my throat.
By Liz Rector3 years ago in Fiction
Death's Challenge
Dressed in casual dark blue jeans and a greying white top, Marcus stands on top of a mountain as it floats high in the sky. Staring out into a light blue void that surrounds everything. No land or sea can be seen and although it appears to be daytime, there is no sun. A train revolves around the base of the hill, circling it in a never-ending loop.
By Daniel Millington3 years ago in Fiction
Ghosts repaying kindness
In the early morning of this day, Liu Chunlan, the doctor on duty at the provincial 120 emergency center, suddenly received a call to go to the clinic. This is extremely normal for her, which day does not go out more than a dozen times to transport critical patients? But this call today made her feel the pressure on her shoulders. Why? Because the call was directly from the mayor's office, saying that the patient must be rescued. The duty secretary said: a week later this person will attend the national moral civilization advanced recognition conference, and to speak on the spot.
By Flagler Danzig3 years ago in Fiction
Messenger Zhang Dayong
In ancient times, one winter, to take the words of the present, the army's ordinary employees Zhang Dayong, suddenly got the leader Liu Gui's attention, so that he, a short-haul messenger, leap to become a long-haul messenger, the treatment is naturally incomparable.
By Richard Shurwood3 years ago in Fiction
possessed by a ghost
After several years of struggle, Xiao Hua finally owns a small company of his own and also buys a villa near the foot of the mountain. Xiaohua was so happy about this that he prepared to host a banquet at the city's top hotel and invited his relatives and friends to celebrate his family's housewarming.
By Richard Shurwood3 years ago in Fiction
