Well, you read the title, so you know what this is about. I have to get this...
Horror
Hazel Petti was the bane of our existence. By “ours”, I don’t just mean the students at...
The city trains you to not notice things. I mean, you’ve seen the hobos, the hookers, the...
The numerous neon signs in the front windows buzzed like a swarm of lazy flies, casting a...
Have you ever searched for employment for so long that pretty much any offer looked like a...
Creepypasta is dead. Its corpse is filled with parasites. There was a brief, wonderful window of time...
Cemeteries aren’t really scary at night. When you’re a kid, every tombstone has a dark spirit behind...
Listen… I didn’t exactly apply to be the middleman for a malevolent, nonexistent software company. Who would?...
I used to go hiking to clear my mind. It was nothing extraordinary. No backpack, no walking...
With shades of viral education-gone-wrong sensations such as “Don’t Hug Me, I’m Scared” and “Welcome Home”, a...