Dark Moments
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Stone Jaws by Evan Baughfman
Bigots marched outside the library, spewing hatred with shouts, signs. They burned books. Demanded that other titles be banned. That countless voices be silenced. All under the protection of federal...
Stone Jaws by Evan Baughfman
Bigots marched outside the library, spewing hatred with shouts, signs. They burned books. Demanded that other titles be banned. That countless voices be silenced. All under the protection of federal...
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alt="The Mannequin People by Michael J. Stiehl"
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The Mannequin People by Michael J. Stiehl
Bill is a good sleeper; not me. I’m restless. A sound in the dark sets my heart racing. Slick with sweat, I’m frozen. They drift into my bedroom like a...
The Mannequin People by Michael J. Stiehl
Bill is a good sleeper; not me. I’m restless. A sound in the dark sets my heart racing. Slick with sweat, I’m frozen. They drift into my bedroom like a...
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alt="Gator by Randall Andrews"
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Gator by Randall Andrews
Al Herper rolled his eyes when he read the headline: New York Sewer Alligator Kills Again. Growing up in rural Florida, Al had dreamed of living in New York City,...
Gator by Randall Andrews
Al Herper rolled his eyes when he read the headline: New York Sewer Alligator Kills Again. Growing up in rural Florida, Al had dreamed of living in New York City,...
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alt="Rude Awakening by Richard Lau"
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Rude Awakening by Richard Lau
I never sleep well in unfamiliar places. So, I made sure to look for a corpse underneath the motel bed, as oft-told in urban myth. After violent nightmares, I awoke,...
Rude Awakening by Richard Lau
I never sleep well in unfamiliar places. So, I made sure to look for a corpse underneath the motel bed, as oft-told in urban myth. After violent nightmares, I awoke,...
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alt="136694 by S.F.J. Painter"
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136694 by S.F.J. Painter
Hello, you. Remember me? It’s the “weird” kid from school who’s dead because of you. I’ve got mates now. Mates who hate cyberbullies. (One password for everything? “BLACKHAREPRESS1234”? Idiot.) We’ve...
136694 by S.F.J. Painter
Hello, you. Remember me? It’s the “weird” kid from school who’s dead because of you. I’ve got mates now. Mates who hate cyberbullies. (One password for everything? “BLACKHAREPRESS1234”? Idiot.) We’ve...
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alt="Network Error by Kristin Lennox"
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Network Error by Kristin Lennox
The tween slumber party was fading; even the Ouija board gets boring after a while. Desperate to entertain her friends, Chloe blurted, “It’s almost 3:00—let’s check out the WiFi from...
Network Error by Kristin Lennox
The tween slumber party was fading; even the Ouija board gets boring after a while. Desperate to entertain her friends, Chloe blurted, “It’s almost 3:00—let’s check out the WiFi from...
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alt="Teke Two by Liam Hogan"
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Teke Two by Liam Hogan
Anderson retches into the dark void between the rails. “Teke Teke,” I say, when he returns, ashen faced. “The vengeful spirit of a schoolgirl tied to the tracks and cut...
Teke Two by Liam Hogan
Anderson retches into the dark void between the rails. “Teke Teke,” I say, when he returns, ashen faced. “The vengeful spirit of a schoolgirl tied to the tracks and cut...
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alt="Kent Town Station by James M. Rose"
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Kent Town Station by James M. Rose
He sits on the platform, waiting. Not for the tube, although one was due. He sits waiting for her, the young girl who was said to dance in circles on...
Kent Town Station by James M. Rose
He sits on the platform, waiting. Not for the tube, although one was due. He sits waiting for her, the young girl who was said to dance in circles on...
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alt="Future’s Reflections by M. Tensor"
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Future’s Reflections by M. Tensor
We snuck into the school building at night, the basement a dark hole. "It's real? The mirror does show one's future?" Judie looked around nervously, holding Mary's hand; she had...
Future’s Reflections by M. Tensor
We snuck into the school building at night, the basement a dark hole. "It's real? The mirror does show one's future?" Judie looked around nervously, holding Mary's hand; she had...
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alt="Superstitious to the Core by Tannis Mill"
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Superstitious to the Core by Tannis Mill
Vera wasn’t leaving her romantic future to chance: she arrived at the Halloween party on a mission. First, she bulldozed to the front of the queue to bob for an...
Superstitious to the Core by Tannis Mill
Vera wasn’t leaving her romantic future to chance: she arrived at the Halloween party on a mission. First, she bulldozed to the front of the queue to bob for an...
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alt="Evolution of a Chain Letter by Chris Clemens"
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Evolution of a Chain Letter by Chris Clemens
Once we arrived by mailbox in mysterious envelopes without a return address, bearing an ominous curse: inflict us upon others, or suffer. Long before that, we travelled as whispers of...
Evolution of a Chain Letter by Chris Clemens
Once we arrived by mailbox in mysterious envelopes without a return address, bearing an ominous curse: inflict us upon others, or suffer. Long before that, we travelled as whispers of...
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alt="Embraced by a Yōkai's Love by Andreas Flögel"
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Embraced by a Yōkai's Love by Andreas Flögel
Shortly after his wedding, Miki observed one night how his wife's neck grew longer and longer, and her head floated through the apartment. The next morning, he confronted her: "You...
Embraced by a Yōkai's Love by Andreas Flögel
Shortly after his wedding, Miki observed one night how his wife's neck grew longer and longer, and her head floated through the apartment. The next morning, he confronted her: "You...