Darkness crept over the room like a dense fog. The thick oppressiveness of the darkness extinguished the light that it enveloped. It was almost suffocating. As the darkness crept in, breathing became more difficult. He had to stay close to the candles to keep his breath. Tom had lost track of time. He did not…
The Boogeyman
Her eyes opened slowly to her alarm clock to read 3:32. She scrunched her face up, mouthed no, and held her breath as tears began to run down her cheeks. The clock switched over to 3:33, and her closet door opened. The covers behind her lifted up, and it climbed into bed with her. She…
The Goat
The discomfort she felt was not a result of his touch or even the overly tight metal restraints that cut into her flesh. It wasn't even that she had been tortured for days upon the slab, unable to move. These were all traumas, to be sure, but nothing was as unsettling as the goat that…
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…
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…
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…
Letters from Unsung Heroes: The Train – Mark Ambrose
Evening Frank, or whatever the fuckin' time it is. I don't know. We've been stuck in this blasted tunnel for what must be at least a few days it seems. I can't be sure. I only know that I've slept twice since I've been here. Haven't showered since before I left. I must look like…
Letters from Unsung Heroes: The Train – Sam Davis
Yesterday a young girl left her mother's side and began walking in circles, chanting ceaselessly. "Jesus loves me this I know, for the Bible tells me so." It was quite chilling, really. She attacked a man who tried to help her and then went back to her circle as though nothing had ever happened. Today…
Letters from Unsung Heroes: The Train – Bart Mankinson
Dearest Mary, Should I ever evacuate this journey and return home to you, I fear I shall forever be a bitter shell of the man whom I once was. The journey back from my trip that started out so enjoyable took a degrading turn when we lost motion and light traversing through the Sanderson Tunnel.…
Taradiddle Soup 