Stories tagged “HAUNTED”
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Gotcha
“What the heck is THAT!?” Dave pointed back over my shoulder, a badly acted expression of shock and incredulity on his face but I wasn’t in the mood for stuffing about. “Yeah yeah, whatever.” I reached passed Dave fo...
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The Description of the Haunted House
Steeped in shadow, darkness echoed and folded inside itself until sunlight was absorbed completely, and the trees, large mammoths of green foliage bunched over, bent and stopped, pouring more exhaunerating shadows across the hallows of what used to be ...
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The Mirror
There is a girl, carrying a mirror down to her basement. She isn’t going to look at it, she hardly ever does; she never likes what she sees in it anyway. Its enormously heavy, the gilded, full length, reflective behemoth. Its glass pieces are scr...
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the haven
Mac’s Tavern was a has-been. Or, it was from any outside standpoint. It was a cellar at most. A dark, dusty sanctuary of curated oddities, cracks in the walls, and darts rusted straight through the bulls-eye. At some point in its career, it had b...
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Curse of the Black Elk
The noises grew louder, encircling them like an unfamiliar wind. The torches flickered out and the fire in the center of the medicine wheel dispersed a heavy smoke. In the blackness of night, the shadows of the spirit world surrounded them. Chief Elkha...
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Haunted
I sigh as I get in bed and pull up the covers. It has been a thoroughly exhausting day, and I’m in dire need of a few hours rest. As I roll over, I notice a light on downstairs. I could have sworn I’d turned them all off, but so far, itR...
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The Stanley House
Alice didn’t believe in ghosts. At least, that’s what she kept telling herself as she followed her giggling group of friends down the dark back alley that led to The Stanley House, their town’s one reputed haunted house. As they appro...
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Transfiguration
He was riding his motorcycle on a bright summer day when he first saw the ineluctable. He was roaring down a lonely stretch of highway and a field of cornflowers streamed past on both sides, a vast, shifting mirror reflecting the sky above. The motorcy...
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Knowing Jennifer
I knew Jennifer, even if I’m not absolutely sure she knew me. The air that hangs over the steel-toned lake is cold. Goosebumps nip my skin, quietly. My windbreaker’s back on the seat of my bike, but even though I can retrieve it, I don̵...
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Knowing Christian
I knew Christian, even if I’m not absolutely sure he knew me. The firelight is knifelike hot on my cheekbones, slashing red and yellow across my face and the faces of the other kids around me. Behind the ring of firelit faces, darkness creeps, th...
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The Silk Lily: Haunted
Raiku watched the two girls disappear around the corner of the hallway in the direction of the communal baths. An aura of solemn secrecy surrounded them. In a way that was good, soon they would come to regard each other as sisters. However there was so...
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The War Hero
I look back upon my life and question it’s purpose. I spend my nights haunted by visions of death and the losing of all worldly innocence at the singular pull of a trigger. The soft sensation of intestines yielding to the point of my bayonet bind...