The day was quite normal, much like the rest,

Until I got mail from an address out west.

I opened the letter with mild unease,

And what I read had caused me to freeze.

“Dear Sir, or Ma’am. I hope this finds you well.

Before we continue, I have a story to tell.

This house was erected in nineteen twenty-three,

The year it was built, it was given me.

I don’t know who built it, and I don’t...

I’ve had this roommate for several years,

He’s hard to miss with his giant ears.

His hair is blonde and he’s not very tall,

And he’s got the worst breath of all.

He never pays rent, and he never cleans up.

And when I’m not looking, he'll drink from my cup.

He snores so loud it rattles the walls,

He'll climb the stairs so fast that he falls.

He takes my chair whenever stand.

He’ll ...

My mind was once pure, like all of yours.

But that was back before the wars.

It started out clear, like a crystal lake.

Dark thoughts were waves that never would break.

My dreams rained down from skies of lead.

As terrible scenes filled my head.

A film of oil, a rainbow stain,

Spreads across my lucid brain.

I breathe in smoke and cough up glass.

Watching time as it slowly craw...

Beneath the willow you will find,

The spot where we’d lay entwined.

Where I vowed softly, to never leave.

The grass still warm, from that August eve.

Laying upon that soft grass, our love was new.

As years went by, our devotion grew.

We built a life, too good to be true.

I prayed Earth would stop, for just us two.

But time wouldn't stop, and it wouldn’t slow.

I left before y...

I walk down the street, on my way home.

Though it’s late at night, I’m not alone.

I feel their eyes watching as their shadows arrive.

With every step taken, I doubt I’ll survive.

They all look different but somehow the same.

Sometimes they whisper and call out my name.

I walk faster now, unsure what to do.

They’re always around me. In daylight too.

Tall and dark and faces never sho...

In a crooked old house that looks like a face,

Whispers and secrets slither through space.

The mirrors are watching. The floorboards can moan.

The candles go out, when you are alone.

You can hear laughter, though no one is near.

The house loves feeding off of your fear.

Portraits will smile, but their eyes stay the same.

When you walk past, they’ll whisper your name.

If you shall wand...

The small candlelit theater was crowded with students, professors, and those drawn to the macabre. In the center lay a man strapped to a gurney, a black cloth draped over his face, his chest frantically rising and falling. A doctor in a crisp white lab coat stepped forward clutching a syringe.

“You must first incapacitate the patient" he announced, pressing the needle deep into the bou...

I stand alone and take in the scene.

What could have happened? What could it mean?

In front of me is darkness, a path winding down.

Behind me, a blinding bright light can be found.

Is this destiny, or my choice to make?

If this is a dream, I’d sure like to wake.

The wind is cold, and it bites at my skin.

The light starts to dwindle just a few steps within.

Ice hangs like daggers, clingi...