When I wake up, a pounding headache throbs in my head. Than all of a sudden, I remember everything. The drinking, the car crash. Realization hits me. I’m dead. I look around me for the first time, taking in my …

there i was sitting in bed, i was breathing heavily due to yet another nightmare. my wife sat up next to me and whispered ‘honey, its time we get separate rooms until you get these dreams under control.’ ‘ they …

It happens when your alone in your room, for a brief moment all background noise fades away and you  hear your named called out by your mother. you get up and go to her to see what she wanted, but …

On a gloomy day in the middle of winter in the year 1976, you arrive at an old abandoned orphanage from the 40s. You are a private investigator sent here by the police department to investigate a local string of …

You are a teenager at home with your parents living in a two story home in a remote area in Iowa. On a normal night your were still awake when your parents came to tell you they were heading off …

November 17, 2013, Journal Entry, #1763, Dr. Jonah Smith Since this may be my final entry, I feel I must start at the beginning… The year was 2013 and the world was still waiting for the inevitable nuclear apocalypse that …

It had been a week since the brothers’ first night as they would come to call it. Damian discovered how sex craved he was and he had a knack for skinning the victims he killed. While Todd decided he would …

Stephen Shutter’s eyes opened slowly, and his eyes registered on a vague, yet familiar room. An eerie silence settled over the dark, musty room. His eyes looked at the ceiling above him, seeing only darkness. Dusty corners and small holes …

She stood motionless in the kitchen, contemplating her plan of ending him while simultaneously grappling with her conscience. She had plotted and planned this event many times but, somehow she always managed to talk herself out of it. Maybe it …

This morning wasn’t the first I had woken up with scratches on my body.  I noticed that my abrasions also appear after a violent nightmare. But it wasn’t a nightmare of horror, helplessness or sorrow. I still felt powerful, even …