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Would you believe that three simple gold tokens changed my life? They clattered to the bottom of the arcade machine, and the screen in front of me turned from dark blue to a splash of pixelated orange and yellow. Rhythmic sounds beat out from the speakers on...

“Once upon a time, there was a big bad wolf–” “Mom!” Heather cried out loudly, cutting her twin sister off. “She’s doing it again!” The girls’ mother, Tracy, appeared at the door, flicking on the light and mock-glaring at the two beds across the room. Heather was...

“We’ve been out here all day.  I don’t understand how we haven’t so much as seen the beast,”  William said from his seat on a fallen tree.  Birds cawed from somewhere off in the distance, but the woods were otherwise silent.  He sipped the ale...

There was a time once when my life was more like what most would call normal.  I don’t remember when that was, but it’s only logical to assume that before pills, punk rock and pussy, there was a bout of normalcy for Mister Gillean Rush. ...

In between the mozzarella sticks and the second course, I’m thinking about dying. I don’t think of anyone or anything in particular, and I most especially am not thinking about myself.  I happen to like life most of the time, and as far as I know,...

“Are you sure there’s buried treasure here?” “Yeah, I have heard strange tales about this place.  Ghosts and zombies and shit.” I resisted rolling my eyes as the small skipper boat we were on slid up against the sands of the island. “It’s not like a treasure map,...

It started with a call from a friend, Luke. “Rob, are you awake?” he asked in a panic as I groggily searched for my glasses. “I am now,” I remarked dryly as I checked the time.  Three fucking thirty in the morning.  “This had better be good,”...

Part 1 Sol ran the red light at the intersection of Main and Marigold and tore down the road to Marigold Court. He’d outstayed his welcome at the poker game, and since the Dominicans knew where he lived, he’d outstayed his welcome at his own apartment....

It was a small village, a hamlet far off of the beaten path of the major towns and cities, but the people there were hard-working and friendly.  They never required walls because there was nothing to guard against.  They had nothing of value, there was...

Everybody loves the woods, until they follow you home. When my father came back from the military, we bought our first house—a boxy, two-story affair on the woodsy outskirts part of town.  I was twelve going on thirteen then. Our neighborhood was a little off the beaten...

It wakes you. Not the moan of a withered hag or the fleeting voice of a dead man, but the low trill of wind slipping past your window.  Air being pressed into a hushed breath. The shadows meld themselves back into your bedroom. You blink.  The blurred, hazy...

I arrived at the Kotirc Outpost at approximately 3:30 in the afternoon alongside three senior officers from HQ. We had been told nothing about the facility’s state or its staff, simply that we had lost all communication with them about three days before our arrival. Russell, the...

Flashes of lightning illuminated torrents of rain as they ran down our bedroom window like tiny waterfalls, lulling my wife Meryl and I into a contented slumber. We always seemed to sleep our best during the muffled maelstrom of a Florida storm. But no amount...