With unrelenting sorrow, the man quietly laid down in his hole. His world seemed to unravel before him, and before long, he could not tell reality from fantasy. Imaginations ran wild, convincing him of that which likely didn't exist. Shovels above heaped dirt upon his body. The weight of it held him down as he…
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…
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…
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.
New House
January 17, 2011 It was a sunny spring afternoon. I had recently come into possession of a house in the woods on the outskirts of town. It wasn't too far from my current living situation, so it was easy to go find. I made my way over in my '89 RS Camaro with the T-tops…
A Loud Click
I woke up in a dark room with the warm glow of the television on my face. "It's 10 o'clock. Do you know where your children are?" the man on the television asked. Of course not. I'm single, and I live alone. I get off the couch and turn the knob on the television with…
Letters from Unsung Heroes: The Train – Franklin Millsborrow
Dearest Agatha, I've had a most dreadful experience. As I'm sure you are aware by my lack of arrival, the train has failed. I have been trapped with the rest of the passengers for two seemingly whole days, though I cannot be sure. I, like most people here, have been sustaining myself on stale doughnuts…
Letters from Unsung Heroes: The Train – Andrew Herman
Mark, I hope this letter reaches you in haste. We have been trapped aboard this train for two days now and there seems to be no sign of escape. I'm not really sure what's going on, but I'm terrified. There is an almost frightening calm amongst everyone on board with the greatest emotional problem seeming…
Taradiddle Soup 