My appearance may be misleading if you are unaware of my story. From the wispy feathers of white hair, the gaunt features and wrinkled parchment yellow skin, you may think my age to be near eighty years. In fact my …

The drive should have taken about an hour. The ride was routine and Hans was familiar with the country roads, even in the early darkness of the fall evening. He had been driving this route for twenty years and his patients were expecting …

The Blood was like acid melted my face off exposing my skull but I recovered quite quickly. A man dressed as Jester came from the casket, His mouth was dripping with blood as he said “So you are his new …

The two men walked into the ranger station accompanied by mountains of pristine equipment. A sure sign of trouble Troy thought as he studied them. “What can I do for you folks?” “We’re heading into the woods and we would …

Shhhhhhh… Did you hear that small flutter? Was that a footstep?  You strain your ears trying to capture every decibel–every little decibel! There it is again. Your body tenses, the hair stands up, your muscles receive a course of adrenaline, …

This is a story told to me by my grandfather shortly before he passed away.  It was about five years after the war, around the spring of 1950. He was holidaying in France with my grandmother and father. My father …