Fiction

Tales from the Shoebox: “Ronny, A/V Dude”

This is Ronny, the sweetest A/V nerd that ever walked the earth. He would never do anything to hurt anyone, until one day when he was hired by a motel manager to install security cameras. It seemed like an innocent gig at first, like any other. But when he realized he wasn’t being asked to

The Candle

Halloween, 1918 Jory hums a pleasant tune as he washes his hands. The white tiled walls of the embalming room reverberate his sonorous voice like a concert hall. Behind him, Peter’s body lies prone on a metal table. Still humming to himself, Jory dries his hands and sets to work. He shaves the back of

When Things Frightful Came to Visit

What are the things that keep you up at night? Those things when you close your eyes, you are filled with fright? You know, those things when you rest your weary head, And all of a sudden you are filled with dread. The things that the darkness of night make seem all the more real,

A Low, Ominous Rumble

8:45pm — Yeah, hi. Maintenance? This is Paul Gneiss. That’s G as in golf, N-E-I-S-S. I’m in building 408, apartment 103. Uh, so I know it’s after hours, but uh… I saw this number posted on the office door and didn’t know who else to call. I don’t think that it’s a maintenance emergency exactly,

#SpookyStoryChain No. 1: “Sara’s Best Friend”

“Oh fuck, no, shit, shit…” Sara mumbled to herself, more out of concern for her own safety than for that of the dog she’d just ran over. To be fair, this wasn’t a part of the city you’d want to get out of your car in. A man approached offering help, startling her, and she

Romantic for Time Travel

I get very very excited about time travel in any medium of storytelling. It’s one of my greatest real life fantasies to one day travel in time, but also a terrifying prospect. It’s difficult to put words to the excitement, but my blood pressure rises and I feel a rush while at the same time

Ned’s Revenge

A clown walked up to the gates of Hell carrying a gallon of gasoline. He was bathed in red light from a big sign that read “HELL.” Before entering, he paused. It was hard to believe that he had built this enormous thing. He and Jane. The first room was meant to look like a

Go

Henry is sitting as still as a statue. The morning sun is coming in through the blinds, making bands of light across the patient charts on his desk. His desk phone rings. Henry makes no move to answer. After a moment, there is a polite tapping at his door. Henry stares straight ahead; even his

Short Story: Come Alone

Jade called me from a phone number I didn’t recognize. “Come to Arcadia,” she said. “Come alone”. Arcadia is the side of town that burned out years ago. No one wants to go to Arcadia. Not even bums. “It’ll be worth it,” Jade insisted. I wasn’t sure what to expect, especially in Arcadia. But my

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School Was a Drag

School was a drag. Long hours, boring teachers, and questionable lunch meat. Sure, you had your friends, but you could only really talk during lunch and the brief, 5 minute recess between each class. Too bad most of that 5 minutes was spent dashing to the other end of the school! Saturday School? Even worse.