“What shall we do with the prisoner, m’lord?” The question was innocuous enough, and one I heard many times before. Hundreds. Why was it so different this time, though? Why, when I looked into the eyes of the man standing before me did I feel something strange? I waved my…
When I was a kid, my parents had what they called the Sin Box. They were pretty religious, I guess, taking their faith very seriously, and they raised me to have the same kind of respect for the gods as they did. Granted, I might have had a little bit…
It remained on my tongue, ashen and warm, the sacred drink a nectar so sweet the gods, themselves, would weep for its touch. And it was mine, given as was right, nothing more than a taste, perhaps, but enough. More than enough. My head still reels as the priests chant…
Jim’s day started off hard and later than he’d wanted. A little too much to drink the night before made the alarm in the morning a klaxon he didn’t really want to deal with, but he couldn’t ignore it for long. The bills had to be paid, after all, and…
The ritual was, thankfully, rather simple. It had taken some time to find it, but when Shannon finally did, the smile on her face was hard to hide. She couldn’t believe how cheap the bookseller was letting it go for. They probably didn’t realize what kind of a treasure they…
It’s too late for my mother. I know that, even as I watch her being taken from the cage across the darkened hallway. Her eyes are already glazed from the deprivations she’s endured, and I am not sure if she can see me, but I stand straighter as she is…
This time of year is always hard for me. Now, I know what you’re going to say. The holidays are difficult for a lot of people, especially in this world we lived in, people disconnected from the roots that were once so important, and traumas became easier to understand. A…
I reach behind me again, trying to get it to stop, but the interminable itch just will not go away. At first, it was just a small thing, a little distraction in the middle of the day while I was at work, but it’s kept getting worse as the days…
My eyes fluttered open and met nothing but darkness. I don’t know if you’ve ever had the kind of haze on your brain after a long night of drinking, but it’s not a fun experience. The headache can pound and you feel like you’ve been run over by a pile…
“We can’t do this, Dran. You know it’s forbidden.” Dran looked to Sarai and nodded, but kept walking forward. Both had been there before, of course. They wore a path in the dirt with their constant pacing before the imposing face of it. Dran could see, even with the distance…
David knew he really had no choice but to follow through with what the spirit said, but the gravity of it all was overwhelming. “Do it.” The words echoed through his mind, flowing and ebbing with a throb. The gun in his hand was shaking slightly. He fought to regain…
I thought it would all be so simple. Just walk in, show a little steel, and walk out with everything I could ever want in hand. Of course, my bad luck just wouldn’t let that happen, now, would it? The day started out with a beautiful sky; the purples were…
For Glory’s sake I make my stand. For Honor’s cause I pull my blade. For Love’s embrace, I await the flood. For these things, and more, I fight to cleanse this land of the darkness which has ruled over us all for as long as any have been alive. My…
The wall of flames rose up again, this time almost growing out of control, as the man stood before it, willing it to grow ever stronger. As he laughed, he pointed to those around him, daring them to challenge him once again. None approached, not even a word was uttered…
As the drink drains into my stomach, burning its way through my throat, all I can think is, “How the hell could this be happening?” I look down and see the glass is empty again, so I fill it with the cheap bourbon sitting on the end table next to…
Though he had been walking along the highway for most of the night, John’s feet were not tired. In fact, he felt very little of anything. He really could not remember when he started to walk, but he thought it must have been quite some time ago, he did not…
The rage built up in Sarah once more, drowning out all but the man before her. The small, darkly lit cafe, the people having their little talks with each other, the baby hollering for more food, all of these things disappeared, vaporized in an instant when she saw him walk…
I buried my wife yesterday. No, no. There is no sympathy required. I don’t need the unfeeling platitudes that always come with news like that. No need to waste your precious energy on such supplications. You see, I hated my wife. Her being gone is a blessing, not a curse,…
“Hello mother.” My stomach dropped as the words flowed out of the phone and I dropped it. The plastic case skidded across the newly-tiled kitchen floor. I stared at it, terror oozing through every vein in my body as the white light of the screen faded away to black, the…
Troy was, without doubt, one bad kid. I don’t mean in the sense of merely disobeying his parents or finding ways to get into trouble. It went beyond that. No, Troy was not your average, run-of-the-mill bad boy with a mean streak. He was evil. Pure, unadulterated, evil. I know…
I do not know how long I have been standing here, or what brought me to this place, but I am grateful for it, nonetheless. I am grateful, because I can see him, as he eats his dinner alone in the small cafe. Even this far across the street, with…
“Melanie, don’t go too far,” I said as I watched my young daughter run down the street. My stomach always dropped a little when I saw her legs moving, in those first few moments of freedom I could allow her to have. She was four years old, and all I…
The trouble with giving people the freedom of choice is, sometimes, they make the wrong one. It was just another election in yet another year that most people paid no attention to. The day to day grind of work, play, and sleep can really wear down the senses and lull…
One old man, the apocalypse, and a whiskey bottle. What happens when a mysterious buzz from beyond invades? This horror audio drama is presented in Creepypasta / NoSleep style, with professional sound design and storytelling. I am a huge fan of short stories, and creating worlds that can intrigue, fascinate…
“Night is coming. Get inside your shelters, and good luck.” I flipped the switch off, the crackle of power and the descending hum that always accompanied the winding down of the radio broadcast board in front of me comforting in a strange sort of way. I hit the button on…
