I remember that day well. The light of torches cast a yellowish-brown glow on the cave walls which was strange as there were no torches to be seen, just the glow that they cast. I was deep within the cave, totally unprepared for the task at hand. No rope, no pickaxe, no shovel, nor flashlight.…
Modern Vampyre – Prologue
Contrary to popular belief, vampyres do exist. The modern interpretation, however, is so far removed from reality that one would hardly know a vampyre if it bit him to his face. -William S. Christos Somewhere in New England, 178X As the rain beat down upon the roof of a horse stable with torrential might, two…
Letters from Unsung Heroes: The Train – President Seymour Wellington
Jacob Aldrich Hanover, I need you to start making preparations immediately. My journey has been unexpectedly suspended. I and many other poor souls seem to have become trapped in the Old Milkridge Tunnel. I've been firing off so many letters that I'm not entirely sure how long I've been trapped down here, nor how long…
The Civil Army
The Geek Fourteen-year-old Patrick ran through the woods as fast as he could, fearing the repercussions should he stop. Dry leaves crunched under his heavy, yet nimble steps as he hurried along. His backpack swung uncomfortably to the left and to the right from his shoulders as the books inside slammed around from the rapid…
Shadow Demon
Hi. My name's Sammie. This is going to sound crazy, but I'm pretty sure that something is planning to kill me. I don't know what it is, but he's been toying with me for years. I say he because that's what I can most assume from its shape, but honestly, I don't know. What I…
Reflections and Failures
As he stared over the edge into the dark abyss below, no tears ran down his cheeks. He had thought long and hard weighing all the options and in the end, this was the only choice that made sense. It wasn't the irrational choice of an intoxicated man. He was sober-minded. Through everything, he had…
Letters from Unsung Heroes: The Train – PaTrick
Jacob, I want you to listen to me and listen to me good. I am stranded in the Old Milkridge Tunnel. By my estimate, it's been about two days and if that's the case, you guys should be prepping for Plan B. In the off-chance this letter reaches you in time, ABORT. Do not proceed…
Letters from Unsung Heroes: The Train – Franklin Millsborrow
Dearest Agatha, I've had a most dreadful experience. As I'm sure you are aware by my lack of arrival, the train has failed. I have been trapped with the rest of the passengers for two seemingly whole days, though I cannot be sure. I, like most people here, have been sustaining myself on stale doughnuts…
Letters from Unsung Heroes: The Train – Johnathan Sandow
My Darling Katherine, I apologize for my delay. The train which I have boarded seems to have broken down in a tunnel which no light can penetrate. It's been very quiet and I've kept to myself as to not create a disturbance. Most here, at least of those from my car, seem to have the…
Can Stop Love
Luke sat in his car in front of the old café. His fingers gripped the wheel tightly, his knuckles turning white as his breath created a fog upon his windshield. The car was off. He had pulled over to the side of the road to collect his thoughts for a moment. He and his fiancé…
Taradiddle Soup 