Horror
How to Survive an Alien Abduction
1. Introduction It is no secret that the river is not as safe as it used to be. The threats that have risen against us have multiplied on a massive scale. I’m not talking about bears, eagles, or even one another, I’m talking about a far more formidable foe. Many have said that they are just a myth or a scary bedtime story for your fingerlings, but the truth is, they’re out there lying in wait for us. If they weren’t, we wouldn’t have seen so many disappearances as we have in this past season. Make no mistake, aliens are very real. That is why I’m here to tell you exactly what you need to do in the event of a close encounter.
By Levi Dicksonabout a month ago in Fiction
Preface and Epigraph
Preface This story blends fiction and non-fiction using actual memories shared by my son Toby and me. Before each chapter, you’ll find a memory from our lives; most of them true and written as accurately as I remember. The real memories are woven throughout the story and intertwined with the main narrative. Though this story dives into some heavy moments, Toby was never in danger of losing his life.
By Anton Mathias Heft about a month ago in Fiction
The Face on its back.. Content Warning.
The waves crashed against the boat, rocking it, he hadnt set down the anchor before he had passed out drunk the night before. As he slowly came to his senses he realised he was near an island, he wracked his brain trying to think where he was. It mustve been somewhere in indonesia. His head ached, hed hit the booze a little hard the night before, he ran his little sailboat himself, it had a motor clamped to the back for emergencies but hed never really used it.
By Elliot Davison2 months ago in Fiction
(Chapter 2) While running a TRPG campaign as the DM with my friends, we suddenly got transported into the game world—becoming the very characters we had carefully designed, in a world whose entire setting was created by me!!!. Content Warning.
Chapter 2 Traveling along The Trade Way, this seemingly ordinary caravan concealed a dark undercurrent. The Caravan Master, a bald man named Garrick, ostensibly transported spices and silk from the south. However, the carriage reinforced with Ironwood and enchanted with a deceptive Anti-Magic Field—which was merely a shoddy silence ward—held the true cargo: freeborn maidens destined for the underground black markets of Skullport in Tidegate.
By Rikah Pan (Jeremiah)2 months ago in Fiction
(Chapter 1) While running a TRPG campaign as the DM with my friends, we suddenly got transported into the game world—becoming the very characters we had carefully designed, in a world whose entire setting was created by me!!!. Content Warning.
Chapter 1 It was a night thick with the mockery of fate, the air heavy with the artificial tang of cheap snacks and the sickly-sweet mist of bursting soda bubbles.
By Rikah Pan (Jeremiah)2 months ago in Fiction
