Horror

LABYRINTH OF SHADOWS
As I slowly awoke, my eyelids heavy and reluctant to open, a deep sense of unease began to creep in, gnawing at the edges of my consciousness. My heart started to race, pounding in my chest as I took in my surroundings. This wasn't my room. My room was a sanctuary of warmth and familiarity, filled with personal mementos that told the story of who I was. But here, everything felt wrong.
By Ukpeje Honour2 years ago in Chapters
Bound by Darkness
Chapter 10: The Last Goodbye After a few days, there was no room for doubt to be, it was the end of the line. In the early hours of the morning, Vincent arrived at the community center only to see it had been vandalized. The walls were completely painted with graffiti, and the messages were clear: "Murderer," "You can’t hide," and "Your time is up." It made Vincent feel really cold and catch up everything in the sight of it. Someone made a shift of their personal hatred from him to the only safe place he had and it was his sanctuary, where he had felt secure until now.
By yousif haji2 years ago in Chapters
Bound by Darkness
A Tale of Unlikely Love Amidst Horror As the days passed and the weeks went by, the heaviness of the atmosphere surrounding Vincent and Lily’s life increased. The unknown messages were still coming - messages meant to confuse Vincent from the anonymous source. The private investigator, hired by Vincent to find the source of the harassment, had not been able to give any leads on the source's identity. With no advancement, Vincent's anxiety worsened, and the fear that was always present morphed slowly, ever so slowly, into a wild animal that pushed against him.
By yousif haji2 years ago in Chapters
Bound by Darkness
Chapter 8: The Unraveling Vincent’s life was like a finely-tuned melody-an intricate dance, where his past intertwined with the dreams he was creating with Lily. The humbleness was there all the time, he had to face new challenges every day, but he was able to achieve it with his never-ending determination. He recognized the community center as his new Church, a place where he would be able to direct his attention onto the care of others and eventually find tranquility for himself in the process. However, he--(maybe a better connector is necessary at the beginning of your sentence} somehow the peace, which he had cultivated through great efforts, was about to be broken down.
By yousif haji2 years ago in Chapters
The Fair Exchange - Finale
When I groggily awakened the next morning in the hotel bed, I opened the business directory to look for somewhere to eat, but instead found an advertisement for Madam Marguerite’s Palm and Tarot Card readings. My skin flushed with surprise, surely the business was Rita’s, a sudden desire to see her again reawakening the feelings revived the night before. When I arrived at her place of business, a teenage girl had me sign the guest register and took the $30 payment in cash. Something in the sparkle of her eyes when she smiled reminded me of someone, but I could not bring her to mind before the girl led me to a darkened room for the reading.
By John Cox2 years ago in Chapters
The Fair Exchange - Part 5
We drank one more pitcher of beer, the two of them getting a little soppy before the night finally came to its awkward end. Ed gave me a bear hug and asked for my forgiveness with tears running from his eyes. I forgave them both.
By John Cox2 years ago in Chapters
Bound by Darkness
Chapter 7: Confronting Shadows After Mark's reappearance, quite a few different emotions Vincent had, but mainly it was confusion for him. He remained hell-bent on the community center project, literally losing himself to the task. Every new day brought new challenges, but on the other hand, they were chances to touch someone in a good way. The institution subsequently assumed the shade of a light regardless of many individuals being close to it as a burden and Vincent saw the part he f]ayed in the process of bettering the situation.
By yousif haji2 years ago in Chapters
The Fair Exchange - Part 4
I awoke three days later in the hospital. On the floor above my own Joey was fighting for his life. It was Little Ed who told me about it, taking an opportunity to give me a few minutes of unfriendly attention.
By John Cox2 years ago in Chapters
Bound by Darkness
Chapter 6: The Fragile Balance Vincent's commitment to change as well as the new purpose he found in his camaradarie with those in need became the basis of his every day. This community center was more than just a place for work for Vincent; it was an asylum for him, where he found comfort and meaning. Nearly every day, Vincent went for a variety of activities—organizing events, meeting therapy groups, and counseling those who are in distress. It was only during those moments when he was helping people to fight their own devils that Vincent began to realize the extent of human misery and the existence of the human spirit's resilience.
By yousif haji2 years ago in Chapters
The Fair Exchange - Part 3
Driving across the bridge into Glenville revived long forgotten emotions. The old general store, Madison Avenue Grill, the Royal Theater, and so many other memorable landmarks had disappeared. In their places I saw knick-knack shops and second-hand clothing stores sitting side by side with shuttered businesses that I remembered from childhood, their dingy facades marred by graffiti and time. I had not expected to feel the loss of the home from which I once left without expectation of return but driving slowly through downtown I began to grieve what I had never grieved before.
By John Cox2 years ago in Chapters
The Fair Exchange - Part 2
When I eventually regained consciousness, the air reeked of death and decay, the terrible stench so close at hand that it seemed to emanate from my own flesh, my limbs as stiff as if my muscles and skin had calcified to bone. With tremendous effort I finally managed to open my eyes to the faint light of individual flames moving slowly through the night, a blood moon weakly illuminating the surrounding stones.
By John Cox2 years ago in Chapters
The Fair Exchange - Part 1. Top Story - August 2024.
Her memory pounded in my head like a feeling trying to drag me backward in time, the remembered closeness of her embrace and the wet press of her lips on mine surprising me with its intensity.
By John Cox2 years ago in Chapters