Dark Moments
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Hospital Corridors by Dale Parnell
The nurse at the main desk said my father had been moved; G-ward, at the other end of the hospital. I had missed visiting hours, but they said the rules...
Hospital Corridors by Dale Parnell
The nurse at the main desk said my father had been moved; G-ward, at the other end of the hospital. I had missed visiting hours, but they said the rules...
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alt="Dared by S. Jade Path"
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Dared by S. Jade Path
Her friends had dared her to enter the ward. She was young, brash, invincible—foolish. Her breath chuffed out. Teenage pride. The wind wended through the shattered halls; a remnant of...
Dared by S. Jade Path
Her friends had dared her to enter the ward. She was young, brash, invincible—foolish. Her breath chuffed out. Teenage pride. The wind wended through the shattered halls; a remnant of...
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alt="A Nice Long Soak by Mike Rader"
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A Nice Long Soak by Mike Rader
I heard them climbing the stairs. Tourists. Mayday Hills Asylum attracted the morbid to Beechworth. I waited on the second floor of that Victorian pile. In the bathroom. Where each...
A Nice Long Soak by Mike Rader
I heard them climbing the stairs. Tourists. Mayday Hills Asylum attracted the morbid to Beechworth. I waited on the second floor of that Victorian pile. In the bathroom. Where each...
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alt="Where the Dead Things Are by L.J. McLeod"
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Where the Dead Things Are by L.J. McLeod
Wendy hated the morgue. As the hospital’s night cleaner, it fell to her to keep it spotless. But that didn’t make it any less creepy. The silence felt heavy and...
Where the Dead Things Are by L.J. McLeod
Wendy hated the morgue. As the hospital’s night cleaner, it fell to her to keep it spotless. But that didn’t make it any less creepy. The silence felt heavy and...
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alt="Fleeting Fame by Colleen Anderson"
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Fleeting Fame by Colleen Anderson
Daiyu gasped. This rare discovery—a complete warrior’s burial chamber—ensured her career trajectory. She pulled a carved jade amulet off the leathery mummy’s chest. The lantern flickered, the chamber echoing with...
Fleeting Fame by Colleen Anderson
Daiyu gasped. This rare discovery—a complete warrior’s burial chamber—ensured her career trajectory. She pulled a carved jade amulet off the leathery mummy’s chest. The lantern flickered, the chamber echoing with...
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alt="Bartender Lobotomist by Jodie Angell"
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Bartender Lobotomist by Jodie Angell
A sharp wind whistled through the forest. The abandoned bar’s shutters rattled. Leaves fluttered through the open door to join the broken glass. Fluorescent light flickered. A blown transformer snuffed...
Bartender Lobotomist by Jodie Angell
A sharp wind whistled through the forest. The abandoned bar’s shutters rattled. Leaves fluttered through the open door to join the broken glass. Fluorescent light flickered. A blown transformer snuffed...
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alt="The Diner by Tracy Davidson"
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The Diner by Tracy Davidson
Manager and monster struck a truce. It was easy enough, in an out-of-town diner, to drug an on-foot drifter or a hitcher in between rides. Easier still to escort them...
The Diner by Tracy Davidson
Manager and monster struck a truce. It was easy enough, in an out-of-town diner, to drug an on-foot drifter or a hitcher in between rides. Easier still to escort them...
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alt="Last Words by John Lane"
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Last Words by John Lane
With zombie apocalypse nonstop on mainstream news, Don, terminal manager for Moe’s Truck Stop, unplugged the television. Greg Watson staggered inside, repeatedly mumbling, “I can’t do this anymore.” Outside stood...
Last Words by John Lane
With zombie apocalypse nonstop on mainstream news, Don, terminal manager for Moe’s Truck Stop, unplugged the television. Greg Watson staggered inside, repeatedly mumbling, “I can’t do this anymore.” Outside stood...
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alt="Full Service by Andrew McDonald"
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Full Service by Andrew McDonald
It was 3 a.m. when the 18-wheeler pulled into Phil’s twenty-four seven rest stop. Phil’s was a massive and all-encompassing set up—restaurant and store, gas pumps, car wash, efficiency units and showers—basically...
Full Service by Andrew McDonald
It was 3 a.m. when the 18-wheeler pulled into Phil’s twenty-four seven rest stop. Phil’s was a massive and all-encompassing set up—restaurant and store, gas pumps, car wash, efficiency units and showers—basically...
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alt="Overgrown by Jodi Jensen"
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Overgrown by Jodi Jensen
“Would you look at this…” Ignoring the weeds growing in an abandoned truck at the derelict rest stop, Randall slid into the driver’s seat and gripped the gear shifter. “It’s...
Overgrown by Jodi Jensen
“Would you look at this…” Ignoring the weeds growing in an abandoned truck at the derelict rest stop, Randall slid into the driver’s seat and gripped the gear shifter. “It’s...
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alt="Safe Haven by Michelle Brett"
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Safe Haven by Michelle Brett
“Call an ambulance. Someone’s been hurt.” Marcus burst through the doors of the gas station; the bright lights irritating his eyes. He laid Mary down on the tiles and pressed...
Safe Haven by Michelle Brett
“Call an ambulance. Someone’s been hurt.” Marcus burst through the doors of the gas station; the bright lights irritating his eyes. He laid Mary down on the tiles and pressed...