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The Real McCoy
Orlin Messina trudges past the patchwork shotgun shacks and weather-beaten businesses that confirm Panther Swamps, Louisiana is on the verge of extinction.
By Michael Jefferson4 years ago in Horror
When The Night Falls
The Night. It is tradition. I will not break tradition. I am not sure how long the town has stood, but it is old - I know this. Decrepit buildings and dilapidated docks stretch far into our little lake, some collapsed, forgotten, some still used daily by the fishermen going up and down, sunrise to sunset... even those most trafficked still on the brink of collapse, somehow held together by ramshackle boards and old rope. More are forgotten than not. A simple life for simple people.
By Rachel Christopher4 years ago in Horror
The Lakes Secret
Chapter 1 CAMPGROUNDS It was a cold fall night. Nothing in sight. The streetlights were too far away and not even the yellow or the red of leaves covering the green grass could brighten the ground. The park only allowed darkness to pierce the eyes of its well awaited campers. Everyone was quiet, for they knew what lured in this eeriness. There was no need to scream. No need to move a muscle. The morning would come and that was their chance for escape. To add more fury to the madness, all eight members had to sit straight up the entire night fall. To sleep would put much at risk.
By Beautiful Intelligence4 years ago in Horror
A Scientists journey (Fiction, Halloween based)
A mad tapping is heard coming from the door. Darius Weber is wondering why the tapping isn’t ending, and why he even is here. Normally he would send a underling, because Darius isn’t just a adventurer, he is a mad scientist, and he needs what’s in this run down castle before he can proceed with his plans.
By Dylan Shead 4 years ago in Horror
Barrow
The Romans had won. Completely and totally. Behind them the chariot lay shattered, the axle broken and one wheel split in half. The blades, which had been attached to the wheels, bent and twisted.
By Klaire de Lys4 years ago in Horror
The Real Bait
As the water crashed against the bodies on the shore, You could her a faint scream of a woman. She was running toward the town, petrified from the sight of whats left of the mens bodies. “THE MEN!! THE BODIES!!! AHHH!!” the woman was screaming, as she ran through the small beach town. A woman holding her baby asked, “What’s going on?” Men and women were flocking from the homes and stores, to see what the commotion was about. A few other women tried to calm the woman down, but as they did, another scream was heard coming from the shore of the beach. Men ran down to the shoreline and now understood what the panic was all about. Boddies lined the shore, or at least what was left of them. Heads ripped off from the neck, limbs missing, some chests cracked completely open and the organs removed, and they could see the wildlife already picking at the remains. Everyone stood still and in silence. Then someone said “What the fuck…” and it was enough to breat the silence. With those words, everyone Started sharing their thoughts at once. “What’s going on?” “Who are these men?” “Is anyone missing?” “I think I’m going to be sick” “Where’d the woman go?” “Fuck man...”
By Joy 4 years ago in Horror
Rock. Paper. Scissors.
“The little girl’s body was pulled from the lake and rushed to the hospital. She was still alive, but her body ended up being permanently paralyzed. The doctors were unsure how it happened, but chalked it up as a freak accident,” TJ read the article out loud, “The townspeople paid their respects to the family, giving food and gifts. But then one night, when the family put their daughter to bed, they did not realize it would be the last time they would ever see her alive. Cassi Anne’s body was found the next day, in bed, drowned. It was a death that caused a pause in the community, as the source of the water appeared to come from her mouth, but it was decided that she was simply drowned and then placed back in her bed afterwards. There were no words of mourning as the last of the remaining family joined their daughter following rumors of their hand in her death spread throughout the town, taking their lives at the lake where her accident originally occurred. In honor of Cassi Anne, the town has renamed the lake after her, a decision that was split amongst the locals and ultimately decided when put to a vote. But since then, there have been multiple casualties at Lake Cassi Anne that were similar to the little girls, and the mayor has put an official ban on the lake and closed off all access to it,” TJ finished reading the last part of the article, folding the paper in half and laying it down on the table in front of her. Ben, who was not known for paying attention, sat attentively staring at the article, his glasses hanging onto the tip of his nose. “There is no way any of that is real,” he commented after a moment, the faint hint of fear in his voice.
By Paige Ouellette4 years ago in Horror
Something Fishy At Camp Black
“A lot of research has shown that frogs can in fact feel pain.” Stacy pulled the frog from the mud, bringing its severed corpse closer to her square-framed spectacles. “But due to the differences in brain structure and the nervous system compared with other vertebrates, it remains controversial.” She turned, holding the frog out to the boys gathered behind her.
By James Blackford4 years ago in Horror
Deep Water
The air was still, and the surface of the lake was as smooth and bright as a mirror laid out under the moon. I could see the stars reflected as clearly as when I looked up into the sky. The boat cut a path through the glassy water, leaving a warbling trail of ripples behind us as we pushed out towards the center of the lake.
By Rena4 years ago in Horror
A Mother's Promise
The ocean has been singing to me since I was a child. To help me sleep, the sweet alto tones of that voice would join the seagulls and the waves to form a chorus that could ease any mind. I always asked mom if she could hear the song, but she only shook her head and brought the covers up to my chin. She would then kiss my forehead and say, “I love you, Oliver.”
By Josh Ripperger4 years ago in Horror
Maintenance Request
Harold gripped the steering wheel of the small deck boat with white knuckles. He flinched as icy specks of lake water misted his round glasses. Being on open water reminded him of almost drowning as a child, and the lake still terrified him.
By Tyler Clark (he/they)4 years ago in Horror
Young Blood.
You think it’s going to last forever. That sweet sour cusp of adulthood, freewheeling on your brother’s bike in the AM, keeping your voices hushed because the old folks on the end always leave their windows open and – shut up, no, I’m not going to tell you about that time again, leave it – whispers.
By Lauren Entwistle4 years ago in Horror