“Careful! They won’t be worth anything if you rip them!” Duane said, divvying up tickets between the four crazed kids flying high on cotton candy and an overdose of sensory input. He came away with little wisps of blue and pink stuck to his hands and sleeves. Duane’s wife, Catherine, began laughing. “Tiffany and I… Continue Reading →
Harrison Boyle had his first interview in two months, and he was running late. He felt as though some invisible force was purposely attempting to thwart him at every turn—prevent his arrival. That’s how bad the morning had been. He forgot to set his alarm, spilled coffee on his only pressed shirt, stepped in dog… Continue Reading →
Sam Burkes likely had one of the most fitting nicknames of anyone in history. Even without his mottled face, hooked beak of a nose, and hunched back draped with black, greasy locks of hair, the name “The Vulture” was apropos. Sam “The Vulture” Burkes shred his sustenance off of the bones of the dead and… Continue Reading →
Owen Parker and his best friends, Andy Cunningham and Austin Fuller, had been calling the ramshackle house Acab’s Mansion for years, yet they’d never ventured inside; the dilapidated structure may have collapsed in on itself if you looked at it funny or exhaled forcefully in its general direction. No one actually knew what the graffiti… Continue Reading →
On the second morning, the Sutton family awoke to beams of sunlight streaming in from small windows below the cabin’s roof; snow had risen over the remaining windows and doors during the night. The cabins were only twenty yards apart, but now they were snowed in, and Chase and Emma weren’t sure they could reach… Continue Reading →
The man appeared at the woods’ edge backlit by the setting sun, casting a long shadow towards me. I’m terrified of the woods at night and knew there was less than an hour left of daylight; still, I followed when he beckoned me deeper into the trees. He was but an inky silhouette yet somehow… Continue Reading →
Spirits are real; I know that now. I’ve also learned that they aren’t all evil, either. And the good ones don’t like being called ghosts. If spirits were a race (and I suppose they are), then “ghosts” would be the derogatory slang term that makes them all cringe, and it’s highly recommended not to upset… Continue Reading →
It took months for Scottie Powers to realize something was attempting to communicate with him through the lights. Though he was embarrassed to admit it, Scottie felt the disruptions had to do with the energy growing inside him. It felt supernatural, but perhaps he had an overactive imagination and simply watched too much anime. Certainly,… Continue Reading →
Gene, Darin, and Lonnie leaped into the ocean, flippered feet first; the warm, cerulean water splashed and rippled around them under the Hawaiian sun. “Let’s get our snorkel on!” Lonnie said, situating his mask and mouthpiece. “Lead the way, captain,” Gene said, readying his GoPro camera. “The coral reefs out here are supposed to be… Continue Reading →
Anyone who’d spent the last decade of their life felling trees in the Canadian wilderness would find the forest familiar; to Calvin Ross, it was as comfortable as sipping hot coffee in his favorite recliner. Yet as the fog rolled in and dusk gave way to night’s heavy hand, Calvin’s spirit filled with trepidation. She… Continue Reading →
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