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. When the shiny black legs of the spider breach, they are followed by a torso the size of an apple.
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“Why is it so warm? Do you feel that? I think it’s...pulsing.”
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"leaves &damage, &shifts of shape"
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Strange things sometimes happen to people who are isolated. They begin to see the world in a different light. The things they have around them become much more precious to them. Anything that happens to those things becomes a much greater injustice in th
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I stopped when I found the first road-kill, a possum, and picked it up by the tail and slung it in the back seat. Further along there was a pigeon, its feathers a squawk of red on the pavement. This too I placed in the back seat. I thought I might ask th
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Dave was in the market for a house. He stopped looking when he saw this listing:
4 Br. 3 bath. In-ground pool. 2 car detached garage. Ominous Portal to Hell. finished Basement. Some Demonic Undercurrents. Modern Kitchen. City Water. Appliances. Mus
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Timmy takes off the wolf mask to get a better look at the blood coming out of the puncture wounds on the body's hands and feet, barbed wire as a crown of thorns on the body's head.
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No one had told the newer tenants that the dead would be given votes, and they were in an uproar: it wasn’t legal; it wasn’t fair; it was creepy.
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I look back at Bobby, his wide blue eyes staring at me. A dark shadow on his round baby face also tells me that he isn't entirely convinced if the thing is dead in the first place. Because even the folks buried in the town's only cemetery have a way of co
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Outlined against the thinly layered darkness of the room, there is a silhouette of a small boy with his feet pulled up to the chin, failing to hold its own against the thousand stares from the deep violating the stillness of his room, their long familiarity with the…
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It was glowing bright orange and had a tiny periscope type proboscis extending from its front surface. A pulsing light fixed on the first post encountered with an orange dot on the mail post. The craft stopped for a moment and then within seconds, was hov
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“I’ll take a dozen daisies please. The yellow ones.” Joseph hugged himself against a winter chill that was no longer there
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The following is a true story. Though it happened 35 years ago, it happened last night too. Everyday a new convert is welcome, a new tapestry begun. A new hunger is born.
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Whence came a tapping at my door, a tap tap tapping...
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lucy had simply taken a kitchen knife and removed the outer layer, the layer of things people notice
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