Creatures

Part 1, night.        The sun was slowly crawling out of the sky, painting it in a pale shade of pink and orange. The view was marvelous to gaze at. But the hand holding the curtains never stopped from trembling as if shivering. That hand had felt many things in its long life; it resembled more of a mass of dead skin blotched with brown dots than anything else.      The old lady w...

03/26/2008 | 166 Hits | 7 comments | (4 votes) | Read more...

Tragedienne

Tragedienne      The lights above twinkled as gravity plunged her body to the ground. The hard wooden stage met with the back of her skull, shattering it. Deafening cheers from the crowd muffled the sound of cracking bones. Silence filled her corpse... ***      Nathalie had to catch the train to get to her drama school after the performance at Gothenburg Theatre.  Gargoyles on...

03/25/2008 | 184 Hits | 11 comments | (4 votes) | Read more...

Sleepwalking, pills, and the thing in the fridge

         She woke up in the kitchen, with a bottle of pills for her depression in her hand. She could not remember what had happened before, no matter how hard she tried. Her mind seemed like a sky full of cloud before a storm, and she could not form any kind of coherent thought. she had never taken on the habit of drinking, so this could not be a hangover, but it felt a bit lik...

03/25/2008 | 177 Hits | 5 comments | (4 votes) | Read more...

The Virgin Vampire

Narratives:  Hello this is a story of a sixteen yr old Southern Baptist boy who is drawn in to Clan war between Montser and their human alies and family. Cast of Characters:   The Hero:Stephen Matthews-Castile. He's a very good, haedworking, honest,  well liked Christian boy.   His Mother: Jennifer Amber Matthews- Castile: Divorced single mother in hiding from her ex-husband and his family .  She...

03/24/2008 | 139 Hits | 4 comments | (0 vote) | Read more...

Unintentional intentions

It was a horrible sight to look at. The face had been beaten in beyond recognition. All that remained was a mash of brains, flesh and bone. The arms and legs were hacked off by a rusty old axe that was left next to the torso. Everything was a mess. Blood was everywhere. Skin had been pulled from flesh and thrown across the room. Organs had been ripped out and discarded nearby. What monster could have done this to its own kind? I almost threw up...

03/23/2008 | 153 Hits | 5 comments | (1 vote) | Read more...

Screaming Banshees

            “They say they come when you die to take your soul away to another life.  But, what if they just started coming without the precursor of death?  What if they broke the rules?”             “I think I’d pee my pants, Mike,” Grant spoke, giggling a little, “I’d urinate r...

03/20/2008 | 121 Hits | 4 comments | (1 vote) | Read more...

The Longest Walk

It was the same as any night.  I was always the last to get out of the theatre.  That retard, Mr. Johns, always found some reason to chew me out after a performance,             “Really, Lilly,” every time he’d start the same, looking at me the way he does, creepily, “Do you have to screech those high notes?”    &nbsp...

03/20/2008 | 158 Hits | 4 comments | (1 vote) | Read more...

The Church- Part 5- Meeting of Minds

      "Sleep well tonight John." Jim seems to order me as he points to a bed in a small empty storeroom. "We shall set off after breakfast." He smiles at me; what the hell is it with all these smiles. By the look of the heavy set guard stationed outside my door I can see Jim doesn't trust me. He doesn't want me to sleep in the main area or to even speak to the other residents. I don't sleep well. ...

03/20/2008 | 137 Hits | 4 comments | (1 vote) | Read more...

Love that Vampire

Love that Vampire  Molly giggled yet again.             “Who wears a tux to school?” She laughed. I had laughed at her jokes for the first three times, but now it was getting old. She was talking about Austin, an extremely good-looking boy, who wore a tuxedo to school every day. As far as I knew, he had no family except his rich parents, whom nobody at school had me...

03/19/2008 | 171 Hits | 5 comments | (2 votes) | Read more...

Death IS hard

            I stood there looking down the barrel of a Glock 30. It was black, and I felt chills on my back, and the butterflies in my stomach ached enough to make me sick. I didn’t know how I got backed into the alley I was in, but I knew I didn’t have what the man demanded.             He wore a polo and was a stree...

03/14/2008 | 195 Hits | 4 comments | (4 votes) | Read more...

Unpresentative

   The sun slowly crept back into the horizon across the motionless sky. The clouds ignited with a furious red and orange inferno. Peter and Amber, who had lived in this beautiful cottage for two years now, lolled about the deck and enjoyed the wonderful explosion of the sky. They reclined in a fair bench made of oak, quite a lovely piece Amber had found at a flea market. Behind them, on the window sill, laid a small, black case. She ...

03/13/2008 | 172 Hits | 2 comments | (3 votes) | Read more...

The Church- Part 4- The Return

     "Reverend," I growl as I stride towards him. "What the hell have you done?"        Everything is plunged into darkness. I slowly start to regain my senses and immediately taste the iron of the blood in my mouth. Wayne is standing above me, staring down with the same look as he had earlier. In his hand is a short club, which is the response to my question. &n...

03/12/2008 | 159 Hits | 4 comments | (2 votes) | Read more...

The Wrong Turn

The Wrong Turn              “Are we there yet?” Isabella asked me yet again.             I sighed.             “Mom, tell her to leave me alone!” I moaned.             We were ...

03/09/2008 | 338 Hits | 5 comments | (4 votes) | Read more...

Return to Sender

“What happened?” “Head on collision.” “He's bleeding severely.” “Any identification?” “He is an organ donor, if that is what you mean.” “Take him to room 136.” The man had been drunk. No seatbelt, no brains. Bottle of Bud in one hand, steering wheel in the other. Zepplin booming out of the radio. He was essential...

03/07/2008 | 345 Hits | 18 comments | (7 votes) | Read more...

Last Words

Last Words, Scratched on Paper   Scratching these words on some filthy pieces of paper I stole from a corpse, I can scarcely believe what I'm going to write, if my destroyed nerves will allow me to hold the pen in place. Because of that I know that if anyone survives to read this, they won't believe it either. This is the god's honest truth though, you should know, I'm here, I'm living it. Read this and know how humankind ...

03/06/2008 | 220 Hits | 1 comment | (1 vote) | Read more...

Child of the Plague

Child of the Plague   Walking through these halls I see it all, as if anyone could miss it. I see the people who want to look at me, perhaps out of morbid curiosity, the faces that turn away, and the horrified eyes of those who won't look at all. They'd rather pretend I don't exist. And then there's ones who pretend they aren't looking, but I feel their eyes on me. They all know what I've done, you see, and what I'm...

03/06/2008 | 189 Hits | 4 comments | (3 votes) | Read more...

The Black Queen, Part I

The Black Queen   Part I   Carl West awoke suddenly, violently pulled out of dreams by a deep and horrible foreboding. The first thing he knew was that he was not where he had been when he laid down to sleep. He couldn't see and there was only a suffocating blackness all around him which made his heart thrill at the numbing effect of one of his senses being blocked. He was naked; he could feel t...

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REVELATIONS

  The man walks alone. We've all seen him before. Sometimes we see him in a film. If you're lucky you may even see him walking the streets of a busy city. The banner he holds proudly proclaims, "THE END OF THE WORLD IS NIGH". Nobody listens or stops to talk; they've heard it before. For millennia people have believed that the world will end on some portentous day. It never happens. Some even clai...

03/05/2008 | 221 Hits | 2 comments | (6 votes) | Read more...

When The Dead Walk (Chapter 13)

Joe scrambled out of Merv's Ammo and into the streets. Zombies, like himself, were walking around, searching for food. Joe's lips curled in a smile. "Lookin for food?" Joe yelled, standing on top of an abandoned car. "Cause I know where to get some!" It was a total lie, but Joe knew that if he could get the zombies to listen to him, he'd be top dog, plus, he would have an easier time looking for those people wh...

03/04/2008 | 110 Hits | 1 comment | (1 vote) | Read more...

When The Dead Walk (Chapter 12)

   Sam Dawkins stared in horror as he was walking home. The bully that used to pick on him was now standing right in front of him. Greg Olman, the bully, was supposed to be living in Chicago, but Sam got word of him moving back. He must've forgotten. "Hey, fucker." Greg said, laughing. The laugh sounded weird, like it belonged to a ninety year old man, even though Greg was thirteen like Sam. "Oh shit!&quot...

03/03/2008 | 154 Hits | 2 comments | (2 votes) | Read more...