Democracy

The young girl hid in her bedroom closet on the second floor, shaking at the rising noises coming from outside her house. Her parents had gone out to dinner that night; they should’ve returned more than two hours ago. She heard her neighbors screaming as they were dragged from their home by the angry mob.…

Daily Grind

The man poured himself a cup of hot, black coffee and sat down at the kitchen table. The steam ascended past his unblinking eyes as they stared vacantly at nothing. He stared for what seemed like forever, dreading another miserable day at the office until a high pitched beeping snapped him out of it. He…

Opposing Camps

Rising up from their graves, a mass of zombies driven by a pang of hunger, not for flesh, but of impulse, makes its way to the land they once called home. In hoards, the undead militia descended upon the city as memory fragments drove them to take back what once was theirs. The zombies that…

Leading Fear

"Everyone is afraid of something, but collectively, those fears feed into each other. What you have to do is to tap into that fear and cultivate it in such a way that it grows exponentially, but you have to feed the fears in both camps so that they each develop a blind loyalty to their…

Demon Seed

The demon caressed her cheek as she slept. Yes, he thought to himself, she will be perfect. She will give birth to a child that will ruin countless lives, and she will never know how it happened. The demon climbed on top of her. She remained asleep, unknowing of what was taking place.

Encouragement

"Well," a gravelly voice said, "are you gonna do it?" “I…I don’t rightly know,” replied a shakey timid voice. “Well, it’s not going to do it on its own. Why don’t you let me help?” “No, no, I’ve got this,” said the second person as they pressed the scalpel into their wrist.

Pretty Woman

Her skin was like cream, milky, and smooth. Her beautiful hair was painted a deep red that only seemed to accentuate and define her features. A floral scarf hung gently around her neck, barely concealing fresh shades of blue. Mark's hands trembled, and his breath shook erratically. She wasn't real, he continued to tell himself…

Shear Pruning

After many seasons of neglect, Fred had finally decided to get out his pruning shears and tidy up the garden. Long skinny branches had overgrown their welcome and extended this way and that. He spent many hours trimming until it was finally all done. As he picked up the brush, he found a finger laying…

Madness

He couldn't breathe as pain and panic engulfed his entire being. His throat seemed to close in on itself. It was dry, and he began choking. Thoughts swirled in his brain as the terror took hold, and he curled up onto the bed. He lay there alone as he drifted off into sleep.

Closet Ritual

The boy sat inside of his closet alone in total darkness. Had it worked? He quietly went over all of the steps in his head. Yes, he had done all of them correctly, he surmised, but nothing seemed to happen. As he shrugged and exited the closet in disappointment, a pair of eyes watched him…