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  • Out With The New, In With The Old….

    Yes, it’s true, the site has undergone a step backwards, where it always was meant to go, at some stage of the story that was taking place, but, things area taking turns where it may not be able to continue the way I wanted it to. This is partly due to some exciting things we’ll share with…

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  • Marty’s Story – Deadhead – Part One

    The blade rips into his flesh as he cuts, using the knife like a saw, his bloody, torn flesh falls to the floor below him, and he laughs, staring at his reflection. “It was the words that drew us in, it was the night that sealed our sins, the devil smiled from somewhere afar, as…

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  • Tonight, Let’s Start A Story

    What did those idiotic boys have to read, what stories were told, what darkness was given flight? Tonight, we’ll begin a journey to see what words crafted the world of one, Mister Marty Towns. What shape does his demon take, and how can he avoid its touch?  

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  • The Past Always Has A Way Of Shaping The Future

    He lived at the end of our street when I was a kid growing up, nowadays he’d be labeled one of those guys to watch out for around your kids, but he was harmless, a gentle old soul who’d withered with age. He always sat on the porch of his run down house, the doors…

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  • The Game Has Begun

    The Game Has Begun

    Hello, and welcome to my first official blog, as master of this domain. Honestly you’d think one of those idiots would’ve read the fucking stories I gave them, wouldn’t you? I mean how much more obvious did I have to make it to them, read the story, it’ll help you understand things, it’ll help you know…

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  • Twisted Tales Of The Damned – I’m Losing It

    The last 24 hours have been a mashup of moments, fractions of seconds, that when pieced together make no sense at all. I remember the man from the white room,  the imposter, the book, the shadow, and, the little girl screaming, terrified and, and a woman, Clare? The rest seems like poorly sown together images,…

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  • Twisted Roads Of Madness – Last Night

    Don’t ask me what happened last night, I can’t tell you. It’s not because I don’t want to, it’s because I don’t remember. I went to the house sometime after eleven last night, it was quiet, nothing seemed out of place, basically, the way we had left it when we took off earlier. I turned…

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  • Twisted Roads Of Madness – Camera Footage

    My wife doesn’t want me going back to the house on my own, she’s worried something’s going to happen, it was only intensified by this footage I found on my daughters bedroom camera. I didn’t bother to bring my laptop so I’ve used my phones camera to record it. I can’t not go back, not…

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  • Twisted Roads Of Madness – That Sinking Feeling

    Not long after I posted my last post, my daughter came to me crying, totally inconsolable, and it took a good fifteen minutes to finally get her to calm down enough to even talk to us, and when she finally started to make sense I rushed to her room searching it from top to bottom.…

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  • Twisted Roads Of Madness – This Is Not A Horror Film

    When I started this blog I wanted to hone my skills, explore ideas I had trapped in the inner depths of my mind, but instead, I somehow managed to unleashed an attack on my own sanity, one that won’t yield, given more power by me stupidly in giving a character in one of my stories…

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  • Daily Grind – Persistence Is Overrated

    When I started this blog, when I took over this blog, I wanted to take back what was stolen from me by that imposter, the bastard who stole everything I’d written and claimed it as his own. Since that day, I’ve been plagued by ghost from my past, dreams bathed in nightmares. Slowly my sanity…

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  • Twisted Roads Of Madness – How To Be Creeped Out By Your Daughter

    Okay, I had to post this, because it creeped me the fuck out earlier and I’ve been on edge since. I was drawing with my daughter this afternoon, while my wife went to the supermarket to get ready for an epic afternoon, and I looked up from my scribbles to see what she was drawing and,…

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  • Twisted Roads Of Madness – Three Hundred And Sixty-Five Days

    Originally I planned to write a big piece about how, after a solid year, after three hundred and sixty-five days, I’d managed to not only post a new story each and every day, but, at times posted multiple stories, creating more than I originally intended to post, it was going to be a massive self…

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  • Twisted Tales Of The Damned – It’s All Dust In The End

    He came to me again last night, the man from the white room, I don’t know if I was sleeping or not, whatever was going on, whatever was happening, it didn’t matter anymore. he smiled, smirked even, then told me more stories, more lies of a life I’ve never lived. He assured me what he told…

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  • Oh What Joy

    Oh What Joy

    The final day, of this you know, but what lurks beyond? a prince? a prize? well, now that would be telling, and I don’t want to ruin my fun.

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  • My Kingdom

    My Kingdom

    The walls are falling the time is near, you’re in for some madness in my kingdom of fear, two days to go and my games will begin, so hold on tightly and pray for your sin!

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  • Daily Grind – To Sleep, To Dream, To Be No More

    I’m not sure, if this is a dream or reality, not anymore, but either way, whatever the case turns out to be, I need to share this, I need to write, no, not need, compelled, willed to, like, if I don’t write these words, then, there will be nothing, I, will be nothing. Maybe I…

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  • Daily Grind – Magnificent Beings Of Light

    My mind is coming undone, as is my world. My shadow friend, the one who’s been visiting me so often, is now like a mirror of myself, his face scarred, his body, bruised, broken, old, and his eyes, empty, the spark of darkness gone. He tells me it’s his fault, their fault, they are trying…

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  • Day 362 – It Waits In The Basement – YouChallenge Short Story

    “I’m telling you Kyle, no bullshit, I saw them going at it with my own eyes, Kendra and Mr Wells, not more than five minutes ago!” He yells at his younger brother, who rolls over and pretends to be asleep. “Kyle, for god sake, you’ve got to come and have a look, you’ll regret it…

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  • Welcome, Your Fear Master

    Hello my children, I say my, because you all, are my children in some way, shape or form. As we move forward, you will see me more and more, for I will be the voice of all those who do not have one, I will be the master, of this domain. You will learn to…

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