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Abaddon
Sebastian stood at the large viewing window that overlooked the small observation room of the underground lab. Inside stood the figure that held his attention completely. A woman with matted blonde hair thrashed wildly against her chains. Guttural sounds protruded from her petite, slender figure in a way that would make people of the old world claim she was possessed. And in a way she was. Sebastian stared in silence, his eyes flicking between the heart-shaped locket with the picture of his ten-year-old girl, and the naked, unkempt woman that stood on the other side of the glass. His eyes filled with sorrow and his heart with guilt. It was a grief he had never been allowed to voice to her. Because this was his daughter. His Helen. And her mind had been twisted by Abaddon—the bioweapon he helped create.
By Kenneth Michel5 years ago in Horror
Doomsday Locket
Doomsday Locket Written by Robin Edwards Chapter One The Sister I hated that locket, yet I wore it around my neck every day as a reminder. A reminder of what I did. I could feel it laying lightly against my chest. I knew the curve of its shape, the feel of its roughness against my skin without even thinking about it. Sometimes I wondered if I could actually feel it anymore, or if it was just my imagination. It had laid against my chest now for seven years. Seven long years of guilt, seven long years of sadness, and fear.
By Robin Edwards5 years ago in Horror
Death was only the beginning.
By Michael V Gorena He was always the last one picked for everything and he had accepted it his whole life. Not many friends till after high school. His parents called him a late bloomer and others a loser. That didn’t matter to him anymore. Life for the last year and a half ago hadn’t changed much. He lived alone, walked alone and the only place he could escape was in his mind. He had survived but he always wondered at what cost? With no body around except them walking around aimlessly till they found something to feed on. He liked to sit for hours and just watch them from his roof. Clumsy and stupid until one day he saw her. He now fumbled with the the necklace in his pocket as he thought and stared at her.
By Michael Gorena5 years ago in Horror
Inside
The van came to a stop and I lean forward to catch a glimpse. Disappointment washed over me. “It's his birthday.” I remind myself. We drove seven hours in the dark and rain, to end up in the same. We pull off the highway and are enveloped in forest. The road fades away and we are gone.
By Amber Butcher5 years ago in Horror
Trapped
The sun beat down on Wilson's skin like the belt his father used when he was just a boy. He could feel his skin leathering with the combination of heat and direct sunlight. His whole body was sore and aching. Looking around the beach he was sitting on, realizing for the first time the breadth of the situation.
By Jake Ashworth5 years ago in Horror
Inside
The van came to a stop and I lean forward to catch a glimpse. Disappointment washed over me. “It's his birthday.” I remind myself. We drove seven hours in the dark and rain, to end up in the same. We pull off the highway and are enveloped in forest. The road fades away and we are gone.
By Amber Butcher5 years ago in Horror
Infection
She grasped her mothers’ locket in her hand. Heart-shaped, and made of silver, it was the last physical memory she had of her mother. It contained a photo of her and her mother at the beach when she was 8. That was 4 years ago. Before the meteor had hit. Before the hunger and the thirst. Before just surviving became her way of life. It was a better time, a happy time. There had been no happy times for a while now.
By Nathan Coutu5 years ago in Horror
The Atrament Summons
My greatest regret is not destroying the accursed atrament wardrobe sooner, for the children’s sake, and my sanity. Having lost both parents, the piteous children came to live with me, their great uncle. Naturally I was remiss, having never fathered children myself. The only love of my life died ere I could propose to her. In bitterness, I swore off fanciful romanticism as childishness, whilst my immediate family produced children, who grew and produced children themselves. Two boys and two girls, to be exact.
By Dean Floyd5 years ago in Horror
For Dudley
A gust of wind caught the hood attached to a tattered woolen trench coat. A thick gray hand reached for it immediately to keep it in place. The creature knew the wind was cold, even though they could not feel it. It was important to keep covered, both to keep their internal organs warm enough to function, but also to conceal the odd and discolored assortment of human parts cobbled together that made up their physical form.
By A. Scott Harlow5 years ago in Horror
Do you really want to know?
I wake up, the smell of the garbage rotting in the July heat almost overpowering. I hold back the urge to retch, I pinch my nose shut and take deep breaths through my mouth to calm down. I look at the light seeping in through the cracks in the doors. I pull the stick from under the metal edge and though the U brackets I installed on the doors. I listen and I don't hear them, I lift the door and look around. No one is sight. I climb out of the dumpster. I chose this dumpster because there is a fire escape above it. This is my other way to escape if jumping down to the street was not an option.
By Wayne Baillie5 years ago in Horror
Heart in the Hallows
There is the deadbeats and the dead, the living and the lost. Sorting people into those categories may seem like a waste of time, but that is where you and I differ. I am forever sorting people into categories; kind and crude, this and that, wrong and right, sane and insane...whatever seems to fit the cause. People fit the mold, and if they do not make the cut, they are either tossed in the trash, or made to break to fit in.
By Mariann Sawyer5 years ago in Horror
