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Dark
It was a year now, since his brother Marcus had passed away, and now John felt abandoned in www.onedoor.ccthe world. Since then, he had never heard of his other brother: Dark. That was not his real name, but that's what everyone called him, because of the mournful and haunting sound of his pipes. No one else could play the war pipes like Dark. But more often than not, the comforting and familiar sounds were an omen to tragedy of the darkest kind. John never believed that Marcus had drowned the night he left the village with his sweetheart Anny. They had fled to save her from the vengeance of Dark, who had ...
God’s Conveyor Belt
He wouldn’t always have the boys move the bags in the dead of night. Secrecy wasn’t a part of it. But they were under the full moon tonight, lugging black industrial trash bags down to the river. All because the old man had had a fit about the condition of his house. He couldn’t take the sight of the forest he’d created in his kitchen and living room. An entire ecosystem really, where beer bottles and cans are the trees, crowding tabletops and counter space, and stained paper plates the fern and undergrowth. Fruit flies the swooping birds of prey, landing on meat gristle and drowning in steak...
Eyes
What makes something real? Can it still be real, even if it isn’t for someone else? If you believe it, it's real, isn’t it?The stale old light from the tv glares on my skin as I sit in the darkness of my room eating chocolate ice cream. The show's cheery noises clash with the deafening silence enclosed around me. Watching it helps me keep my mind off everything, though. It also keeps me company since it's usually just me keeping myself company. When the show ends, I try to find something else to watch. There's not much on, though, since I’m using cable. I just put on this movie that is some t...
The Trip to the Shit Show
Taxi, Follow that car!This isn't a taxi, mam. You're sitting in an ambulance.To hell, I'm not. Look, it says taxi right there on your badge.I'm sorry, mam. That does not say taxi. It says ambulance.Then why the hell am I in an ambulance when I called a taxi?You're the one who made the call, mam.Let me out of here so I can get a taxi. I'm afraid I can't do that. Once you are in my custody, I can't let you go.What the everlovinghell do you mean you can't let me out?Those are the rules, mam.And who makes up these stupid rules, anyway?If I had to guess, I'd say it's probably, God.What does God hav...