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La Quatrieme Terminaison - An OFF Fan-FictionThe bat clattered to the ground with an echoing clang, its last victim only feet away, his blood gathering in dark pools that crept silently across the floor. The Batter seethed with his victory, huffing stifled laughter through the stillness of the air. He had bested the Judge. Student had triumphed over teacher. It was done. Though he yearned now for the switch that would shut it all OFF and and bring an end to this dirty, impure would, in his heart he knew that others still lurked here. Impure souls still wandered this landscape. He couldn't bring himself to flip that switch, knowing that these others still breathed. Gathering his bloodiedLa Quatrieme Terminaison - An OFF Fan-Fiction2 hours ago in Short Stories

Which One?Ok.So I am thinking about downloading a Slender Game.Which one should I download?Thanks Thats all I need.Which One?7 hours ago in Short Stories

Too early to dieOur injured bodies lie on the ground, surrounded by a pool of blood. The murderer quickly getting further away as every second passed. My sister and I were unable to do anything, for we still had the pain going through our bodies of him continuously stabbing us. We could do nothing but wait for our bodies to officially become corpses. I slowly move my head to face my sister. I watched the life drain from her eyes. I wondered how much time I had left, knowing I would soon die too. I couldn't help but wonder what my life would have been like if I had lived. I knew my time was almost here. I watched the campfire start to diminish once it startedToo early to die16 hours ago in Short Stories

SCP: CONTAINMENT BREACH THE NOVEL CHAPTER 1SCP: CONTAIMENT BREACH "THE NOVEL"
CHAPTER 1 "Container"

NORTH PACIFIC ¦ ¦ / ¦ ¦ ¦ / 20 ¦ ¦ ¦ ¦: ¦ ¦
CONTAINMENT CENTER SECTOR ¦ SCP FOUNDATION

Cap. ¦ ¦ ¦ ¦ ¦ ¦ ¦: Zulu 9-B, as found in the SCP-096

Pilot ¦ ¦ ¦ ¦ ¦: Has been quiet after his meeting with his squad, at this time we approached the area to contain SCP-096, alert all security personnel and to authorized personnel in the process of containment.

(Suddenly a large number of strong armed guards formed a circle to sSCP: CONTAINMENT BREACH THE NOVEL CHAPTER 116 hours ago in Short Stories

Storytime:The Sacred PlaceEver since I was a little kid daddy told me not to play in the forest he said a "monster" live's in there. But now that I am 18 I find it hard to belive so me and my friend's are gonna go out into the wood's and stay the night.so we walked into the woods and after awhile we had a fire started and the sun went down. We were making s'mores and hotdogs when out of know were we heard yelling we went running to see if anyone needed help. When we got there we found someone else's campfire a tent and oh did I mention the fact there was blood everywhere. We were all scared but some of us came to our sense's and said a wild animal must have killed theStorytime:The Sacred Place16 hours ago in Short Stories

Cannibal EmilyThere once was a girl named Emily, which who was shockingly born in a dumpster where neither of her parents showed up for her birth.

As years passed Emily grew more and more insane. This insanity might have came from the fact that the only way she could eat was through cannibalism. (She favored the fingers and buttock the most.) but I still think she has a grudge on Shaggy. At age 13 Emily finally decided she would go back to school; she has never liked being around living people but she was bored, and she is a crack head with crazy ideas when she is bored.

“What the sheet is that?” Emily demanded, pointing at a fellow class mCannibal Emily16 hours ago in Short Stories

Meeting NightRayvine rolled on the ground about four feet, cupping her bloody nose with both hands. All she could feel was pain, coarsing up and down her spine. Her vision was growing dimmer, her head throbbing, heartbeat accellerating.
"Damn bitch; We told you to stop, didn't we?" the Proxy hovered over her, before grabbing her by the neck, hoisting her up into the air with both hands.
"Ack!" Rayvine choked. "Ah.... I.... I'm s-sorry.... I'm sorry, I-I'm sorr-ry.... P-please.... Don't k-" Rayvine convulsed, her head lulling back as he tightened his grip on her throat, compressing her wind pipe, making it hard to feel even the slightest bit of air she was able to get.
"Enough of your sorry's," he chuckled. "I'm tired of having to listen to your uncle. I'm going rogue, and this is to prove it."
He pulled her closer, tightening his grip even more. Rayvine's throat felt like it was being held in a vice, and her ears were ringing in alarm from the lack of oxygen.
"Look into my eyes; I wanna see yMeeting Night17 hours ago in Short Stories

These Hands...The hand that held me so tightly for so long finally releases me from it's once ever lasting iron grip. The eyes that once were so loving, so pure and warm are now nothing but blank and glassy. So many sweet memories we once had together are all at a loss. All that remains is your limp cold as ice body, in a pool of red. That and the gun that stole your breath and utter essence away.
I grip your hand tightly for the last time. My eyes filled with bewilderment, agony and betrayal. "It's all my fault", I keep repeating to myself. That bullet that had shared both of our hardships and anger, really hit my heart. You are the true one who won in These Hands...20 hours ago in Short Stories

Personal DemonsPersonal Demons

Everyone has personal demons whether it be eating disorders, stress management issues, violent tendencies or uncontrolled obsessive behavior. The problem with calling these “traits” demons is a huge misnomer. They are not demons but rather poor characteristics they have developed. When I say I have personal demons, I mean that literally.
I don't know where they came from but I do remember the first time I heard them. It was in grade school and we were making some kind of art project. There was a kid across the room cutting construction paper and gluing it to a large board. I didn't think much of it until I heardPersonal Demons21 hours ago in Short Stories

Two of a Kind [Part 1]"How long will it be until we get there?" "Not too long now!" "Oh, I'm so excited! I can't wait to get there!" "Beth, how did you even manage to get permission for us to investigate here?" "Secret!" They were all screaming so loud I could barely hear myself think.. My brother's girlfriend, Beth, had told everyone she had gotten 'special permission' to allow the five wannabe ghost investigators to check out the old, run down, now completely abandoned lunatic asylum, Hellingway. 'Lunatic'? What a terrible word. I mean, just because they've done something wrong or went out of their minds doesn't mean they're not human beings anymore. That place Two of a Kind [Part 1]22 hours ago in Short Stories

The Mistletoe Killer -EDITED-The Mistletoe Killer
Part 1 by RedProdigy
Part 2 by Silverfang
Edited by Silverfang

The night sky was a dull navy blue. Few stars seemed to flicker on and off as dark gray clouds made their way across the sky. A breeze blew the trees, but instead of the smell of sap or nice cheery feel that appeared with the famous winter holiday that was Christmas, there was a dreary and foreboding presence that was beginning to make itself noticed. I never cared much for this holiday—or any other for that matter—but this year would be different. Of course I would still find a new victim to torture and slowly kill—I already had one picked The Mistletoe Killer -EDITED-23 hours ago in Short Stories

The doll

Journal entry: 1

My names Kyle, I came home from a rough day of high school, when my little sister came into the living room, she had something behind her back hiding it from me with a grin across her face “I have a new friend“ she said smiling “you want to see it”. She was only six so I nodded thinking that my mother had bought her a new toy to make her behave at the store or something. But what she reveled to me wasn’t what I expected. It was a little deformed doll made from a burlap bag sown together with thick white string, it had a smile stitched on it’s face, and only one eye a large button eyThe doll1 day ago in Short Stories

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