A series of violent and disturbing posts erupt onto a beloved social media platform. Inspired by violent AI accounts that have been popping up without monitoring or review by large media platforms. Reader discretion is advised. Content warning for mentions and depictions of: murder, violence, sexual violence, self-harm and suicide, child abuse, and animal abuse…
Tag: horror
bottom of the peanut butter jar
Disclaimer: This is a scary story with mentions of suicide and implied disturbing imagery. Today has not gone well. Friendships are not easy to make but are very easy to break. My mom told me that once. The last person I had considered a friend for the past five years has ended her life. I…
Movies & Shows I Watched in March 2023
Another month gone, a new month in its place! This was a lighter month of new content for me, since my schedule is becoming more demanding with work and studying. I was in the mood to watch things I’ve already seen a dozen times before that I didn’t need to pay full attention to– Disney…
nightmares blend into dream
(Of what had been shattered some years ago due to its horror and what had been forgotten that night amidst the field of other dreams had been the phantom of a cruel mind’s subconscious which had never left it since the day it was shattered upon its horrible impact. That gray cornered room below where…
job.
you don’t remember waking up. you don’t remember walking here. office could be a manifestation of your mind’s loneliest desire, you wouldn’t care. you have a job to do, the job is work. you walk the halls, the halls are barren and swollen with your thoughts, occasionally you hear the distant voice. you give it…
man of shadows | poem
there is a preponderance of darkness tonight, yet still the yellow lights stream through the road clear some transient shapes form and shift depending where we place our fingers let us construct a man from the shadows of my and your form, from the shadows of the sharp-topped homes, from the shadows of the long…
Clockwork Reversed | Poem
To fall to falter To stir to stop A drop of poison to reverse the clock To trip to tremble To pause from pain 5 more drops till you feel something again — I wonder if there is meaning in getting better. I wonder if my memory matters. Is my brain needed in all the…
hotel it do be make you happy
last night’s nightmare. I didn’t know we were going to a hotel until I opened my eyes one morning and found myself in one. I asked my parents where we were, and they responded with tight, wide smiles that made their cheeks touch their ears. This was a bad answer to me, so I turned…
Excerpt of Accursed Red Sequel
Here’s an excerpt of The Dark Hero, a sequel to my book Accursed Red. Check it out if you like dark fantasy and science fiction, and enjoy! ~ Rêve Cotton pillows resting heavy mounds of golden hair; pale skin and the dryness night had on a child’s throat; a window slightly ajar thus permitting the night…
The Town: Part 5
Jac’n had lugged his lightweight from door to door, knocking and hollering, kneeling and begging. There had to be one person in this barren, good-for-almost-nothing kind of town that would want him before he offed himself. Right? The door had been shut on him ten times—six women and four men—and now he had only two…
Sammicakes 