Rachel sat alone amongst the dilapidated pews strewn carelessly on the church floor. It had been longer than she cared to remember since she had visited the church, and time had not been kind to the once-warming embrace of its dimly lit walls. Now it...
There was no coming back from this point. That was Micheal’s only thought, as he ventured deeper into the jungle. Humidity was something he was more than used to coming from Australia. But the insects, oversized trees, and bushes were something else entirely. The thick...
Roars and growls echo in the night sky from atop the peak. In its center, the two lycans lock each other in an unmerciful glare. They are both covered head to foot in lacerations. Both are exhausted, yet neither is willing to stop. One of...
“Dark spaces and long empty traces of the world I have known Hope is fleeting, and history is repeating, hearts have turned to stone Voices calling the dogs are mauling, and no one answers back Echoes are silence, tomorrow will be violent There is nothing we can do about...
In simple terms, I cannot write the story as it happened. I must dumb it down for those critics who refuse to delve into a simple dictionary. Let us move on in the simplicity of common language that we all might understand. The bar was noisy,...
I want to wake up. I truly do, but I cannot. No matter how hard I try, regardless of my manifold tactics, I am sound asleep with the awareness of a man electrified. I have no memory of ever being awake, yet I see and...
1 A loud thud exploded in front of me. The precise spot which seconds earlier would have landed my body had it not been for the fate from the faint whine in the sky forcing me to halt in my tracks and look up. I would...
Mary Wyles My name is Richard William Kinnley. I’m seventeen years old. Other than that, I ain’t got nothin’ to say til my daddy and lawyer get here. ***** I gaze down the old farm road which stretches for miles in front of me. The hood ornament on...
“Ye needn’t think the only folks is the folks hereabouts,” — H.P Lovecraft, The Dunwich Horror. “Even in this world, more things exist without our knowledge than that with. And the order in creation which you see is that which you have put there,” — Judge...
“The past and future dreams us, lays on our bodies like skin, so that we might pass the days with grace. To us were given all the ways and the obligation to travel. To us were opened all the roads of heaven, all the tunnels...
"Reverend and Mrs. Decan, the doctor will see you now.", the receptionist announced. "Thank you, Melissa. Tell your mother that green bean casserole was delicious." "I will, Reverend." The receptionist replied, glancing up while shuffling through the mess of paperwork that blanketed her small desk. "Will you be...
"Yea, buddy," Jason Biggs shouted, smiled, and then gulped down the rest of his brewski as Bon Scott fabulously articulated that he was on the highway to Hell. He crushed the can and tossed it out of his open window. His gray chest hair fluttered...
"A bit of a lemon, isn't it?" Sheila asked as she hefted the first box out of the moving van. A short, high chuckle responded to her question as she turned around to see Matt, her husband, striking a superhero pose with his fists at...
“Brother Vance, tell us the latest prophecy! Surely you have seen more by now?” The man before me was a wiry, tall creature with hair that seemed to be trying to run from the center of his head as though it might escape some impending...
Warrior Biting my cheek, I glance up at the clock on the wall. The minute hand crawls out from behind one of the bars protecting its face. Quarter till three. The lead ball that’s been sitting in my chest since Mariana dropped me off falls to...
On March the third, 1984, Detective Hjalmarsson of the Houghton Police Department acquired a stack of papers, freshly typed, from a deserted hotel room on the second floor of the Best Western, overlooking the canal. A thirty-two-year-old man, James H. Kowalczyk, had rented the room...
1 She stared at the detail of the concrete work. Reaching out, her fingers lightly touched the surface and found it to be very smooth. Every imperfection of the model’s body was detailed as if the sculptor knew her intimately. From the dimple in her chin...
1 My mom told me about Dad’s quirky habit of sleeping under the bed when he was young. My dad was a tough cookie, so hearing such a thing about him made it hard to believe. I guess his father had been in the Navy. Mom...
Divine Word of the Holy Trinity Commune – Utah March 17th, 2023 St. Patrick’s Day “And so the Lord said to them…” Pastor John stopped mid-sentence, his eyes on the door to the church, or more so the man that opened it and stood in the doorway looking down...
The small town lay still in the wake of its most eventful annual celebration, St. Patrick's Day. Every year on the anniversary of the Saint's death, all the local residents from miles around fill the square and line the streets, clad in their tackiest emerald...
