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Smell of Decay
The ranch house sat at the side of a hill surrounded by a forest for miles in each direction. It was small, humble, with only a room for both living and sleep, one for storing his books and valuables, and another split for food, laundry, and bathing. The creature that lived inside of the ranch house had no need of fire so there was never a smoke trail in the sky. On a slightly chilly night late in February, Vernon sat comfortably in his favorite chair and flipped the page of his book.
By William Hillson8 years ago in Horror
Movie Review: Devil's Whisper
I’m torn on the movie Devil’s Whisper. One side of me finds the film stylish, well acted and some of its ideas daring. The other side of me, however, cannot abide yet another movie where a demon of dubious abilities opens doors, manipulates electricity, or other such nonsense via mind control or some sort of demonic form ESP. When will filmmakers tire of these moronic tropes? When will a movie that has some good ideas about how to couch evil in a horror form to discuss big issues? Devil’s Whisper approaches big ideas but can’t resist demonic silliness.
By Sean Patrick8 years ago in Horror
The Good Boy
Gerald Thompson was a large, burly, grizzled man with patches of red hair all atop his head. He was imposing, dangerous and no-nonsense. His work had often kept him busy. As a construction foreman, his ability to intimidate was the stuff of legend. He could scare the pants out of his subordinates with a glare. His long, twelve-hour shift led to at least, seven firings, a long phone battle with an order for sheetrock gave the company who was supposed to deliver the order more reason to delay the order. The day was so brutal that he jumped into his car and drove home without doing one very important thing. Pick up his seven-year-old son from his school.
By Carlos Gonzalez8 years ago in Horror
Comte de Saint Germain
I wrote about Comte de Saint Germain a few years ago. Unfortunately, I no longer have the original article. Before I wrote it, though, I had never heard of this man. I don't actually remember how I discovered him or why. I was recently reminded of him during an episode of Warehouse 13.
By Sapphire Ravenclaw8 years ago in Horror
The Broken Window
Growing up on a council, the council estate had some very interesting aspects. One was the social bubble. As a child, I played within the confines of the local area, and so I didn't really see much else of different social class other than on the TV. The other was the steady stream of temporary friends from the two children's homes on the corners of Chelwood Close and Cuckmere Way.
By Colin J Davies8 years ago in Horror
The Nocturne Chamber Part 3
My head was pounding before I even opened my eyes that morning. After an informative, but ultimately fruitless, night at the bar, I had turned up nothing concrete with which to aid my investigation. I rolled out of bed and shuffled to the bathroom, blinking the sleep out of my eyes as I brushed my teeth. I thought back to the day I first heard about the Weeping Door.
By Samuel Canerday8 years ago in Horror
Let Us Be Friends
Olivia... Olivia Jones, a name I'd never forget. I am your average college girl. I guess you'd say I have quite the good amount of friends, but what does that matter... right? You would think that having an enormous group of friends, or your "circle" as we put it nowadays, would be somewhat important only in your entire high school career, but does it carry on? I guess I never did pay much attention to popularity or even the mere fact that I even had friends because I spent most of my time with my family either way.
By Yajaira Villanueva8 years ago in Horror
How Horror Helped Me Face Myself. Top Story - November 2017.
The second you tell someone you’re a horror fan usually either one of two things will happen: They’ll light up and say “me too!” They’ll give you a weird look that says “oh you’re one of THOSE people.”
By Spencer Westberg8 years ago in Horror
