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Journal of a Mad Writer
Travis pulled up in front of the old cabin, ready to prepare everything for the coming weekend. It would be nice to have the rental property again. It had been closed for the last eight months as the police combed over every square foot for evidence. Travis grimaced as he thought of it, cursing his luck at being out all that cash. He'd had a funny feeling about that writer type, but he'd needed the money. It had been a slow season, and he needed to make it up before the snows came. Who could have known that the snow would come so early that year?
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror
A Cthulu-ish Christmas
We drove up the snowy winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. The car had been on fire for the past half hour but none of us seemed to notice. Our bright smiles were only slightly clouded by the chemical smoke rolling from the engine compartment. All of our 863 teeth were shining and freshly sharpened as we sang Christmas carols and laughed about the wonderful times we were all going to have together on this, our first-ever Christmas vacation.
By William Crump3 years ago in Horror
Massive Damage: Chapter 3
ALL OF CHARLIE’S GUYS GRAB WEAPONS AND PUT BODY ARMOR ON AND GETTING THE WOMEN READY FOR COMBAT PACKS UP THE TRUCK AND DRIVES AWAY. LEAVING CHARLIE ALONE AT THE OFFICE AND CHARLIE TAKES OFF HIS BLOODY CLOTHES AND CHANGES INTO A COMBAT GEAR AND FULL BODY ARMOR STEEL PLATED GLOVES AND GRABS A BOX OF SHOTGUN EXPLOSIVE SHELLS MADE BY DAWSON AND GETS A RAMBO SIZE KNIFE THAT WAS SOAKING IN HOLY WATER AND GETS A DESERT EAGLE AND STANDING THE MIRROR AND GRABS THE AUTOMATIC SHOTGUN AND GOES IN HIS CAR GARAGE AND RIDES OUT ON A MOTORCYCLE TO VAMPIRE’S CLUB.
By Victor Robinson II3 years ago in Horror
Massive Damage: Chapter 2
CHARLIE GRABS HIS SISTER AND PUT HER IN A WHEELCHAIR AND GOES THROUGH THE HALLWAY WITH HER AND GOES THROUGH THE FIRE EXIT AND THE NURSE/ WORSHIPER IS FOLLOWING HIM AND START RUNNING WITH THE WHEELCHAIR OUTSIDE AND THE GRANDFATHER SHOOTS THE NURSE IN THE BACK. SHE TURNS AROUND PISSED AND JUMPS ON TOP OF THE GRANDFATHER AND STARTS CLAWING HIM UP.
By Victor Robinson II3 years ago in Horror
Massive Damage: Chapter 1
IN 1983, ON THE DARKEST NIGHT OF THE YEAR WITH THE FULL MOON BRIGHTEN UP THE SKY. TWO LITTLE GIRLS ARE SLEEPING PEACEFULLY UNTIL THEIR FATHER COMES TO THE ROOM DRAGGING THEM OUT THE ROOM TO GET THEM OUT THE HOUSE WHILE TRYING TO GET OUT OF THE HOUSE THEIR MOM IS BEING THROWN AROUND BY AN UNSEEN FORCE THAT IS TRYING TO POSSESS HER THE CHILDREN ARE FRIGHTENED BY THEIR MOTHER’S SITUATION AND DON’T KNOW WHAT GOING, AND THE FATHER IS DRAGGING THEM TOWARDS DOOR AND OPENS AND SEES A FIELD OF PEOPLE OUTSIDE INCLUDING THE KIDS GRANDMOTHER WHO COMES TOWARDS THE HOUSE AND GRABS THE FATHER FROM HIS KIDS.
By Victor Robinson II3 years ago in Horror
The Fireplace
There’s something living in my fireplace. The ancient thing hasn’t worked since we moved in, and I imagine it’s been decades since a real flame scorched the insides of the cinder block chimney. Although, the blackened space where logs once rested is evidence that it did, indeed, once upon a time burn red and orange. Now, the only signs of life coming from the old fireplace, is an occasional spider emerging from the cobweb laden hearth. That was of course, until I started hearing the noises.
By Andrew Perkins3 years ago in Horror
The Vampire in the Window
A peculiar man crosses the street in the dark. This far out in the country there are no lamp posts for comfort or guidance. No cars cut through the ink with their headlights far this part of the world is quiet sleepers who turn to their pillows early in the afternoon. So, he moves as a shadow under the moonlight, caught only by the distant porch lights of other houses.
By Laura Lann3 years ago in Horror
An Unexpected Gift
Chris saw the drone flying away from his apartment and raised an eyebrow. He hadn't ordered anything, certainly nothing that a drone would deliver, and he came up the stairs two at a time before his crackhead neighbors came out to steal it. Calling them crackheads might have seemed a little disparaging, but Chris had actually come home and found them smoking crack on the front porch, so he thought it more than fair. The Palm Breeze weekly rentals were far from posh, but they were the best he could afford. Chris had a dead-end job that barely paid him minimum wage and hardly worked him part-time these days. He was behind on his rent, looking at ramen noodles for dinner again, and, if he was lucky, he might get halfway through tonight's football game before they shut his cable off.
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror
