Tag Archives: Horror

Alirio’s War

Alirio heaved the skid forward, throwing all his weight into the ore laden package along with three other slaves. He didn’t know their names. More than thirty slaves had died in Alirio’s barracks in the last month. Ebola. The Taskmasters … Continue reading

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Let’s Get Political

So let’s talk about something terrible. Over the last week or so, I’ve seen a renewed concerned over a possible Muslim registry, especially in light of the ban on entry from some Muslim majority countries. Now this is horrible, and very … Continue reading

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Software

Allison was in a room with green carpet. She found it hard to believe that any government office would ever put in lime green carpeting, but her brain wouldn’t process R values anymore. Everything else was fine, but no matter … Continue reading

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Lamplight

We shouldn’t have stayed out this late. When we get to the bit of the street between Warren and Harris, stay close to me, and stay in the light of the lamps. Only stop when you’re right under a lamp … Continue reading

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The Firepit

I killed Jeremy, but not the others. No, I’m…I’m not pleading guilty or anything, ok? Self-defense then. Well look at me!? Look what it-he did to my leg! And Susan! She’s ok right? But she’s gonna be… … Ok. When … Continue reading

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Mina’s Angel (Revised)

[I was never happy with the original confrontation I wrote between Natalie and the Sorcerer, but I was reluctant to go back and change it. It was done, right? You can’t just go back and change it if it’s done. … Continue reading

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Holding Hands

I don’t really remember how I found it, or why I felt the need to stick my hand inside. Curiosity eclipsing good sense I guess. I may have been high. I still go back sometimes if I’m high or really drunk, … Continue reading

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A Few Billion Years

We were so close. I’m sure we were. I think we were. I like to believe we were. I suppose it doesn’t matter really. Whether you miss it by minutes or hours or a few billion years, if you don’t … Continue reading

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Skip

Andrew hadn’t been looking where he was going. Instead, he had been checking his phone. He had an important meeting later that day, and somebody had just txt’d him a slight change in venue. Same building, different room. It seemed … Continue reading

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To Serve and Protect

Stop joking around! You can’t take pictures of them! It’s not a laughing matter. I know you’ve been out of the country for awhile but trust me. Photos, video, even voice recording will get you in trouble. They don’t fuck … Continue reading

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