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Nothing Else Matters
"Don't you think we should go back?" she said as we entered. "I don't feel good about this.""It's gonna be fine," I tell her. "Besides you're with me so what's there to be afraid of?" She nods and I could sense her discomfort but she says nothing as we walk in silence. "Do you think they exist?" she says after a moment."What?" I kind of already knew what it was going to be. I had told her a thousand times before but I could see www.onedoor.ccnow that those conversations didn't help."You know... Ghosts. Spirits. Stuff."I didn't say anything because I was busy looking for a place we could spend the night. And...
Digging Up Davey
The graveyard was empty, save the caretaker locking up and the crows nesting in the spruce trees bordering the grounds. The wind warm and fall leaves rotting nicely on the ground, the smell of a nearby campfire in the air. The caretaker locked up the main gate, sauntered to his truck and drove off towards town. On the far side of the fence two figures crouched behind a scattering of boxwoods waiting for this very moment. Frank Turner and Randal Crowly had been waiting almost an hour for the groundskeeper to leave and that time had finally come.Frank looked over at Randal who had nodded off pro...
Topics Addressed Include, in Order: Campaign Decisions, the Virus, and the Chain of Command
“It doesn’t count if you’re already planning your defeat.” Marjorie Williams crossed her arms triumphantly and smirked as Ezra Lee vibrated, his muscles tensing, hoping to some higher power that he could resist the urge to smack her. Luckily Ezra knew how to lock his emotions up into a little stronghold box, then smash the box into smithereens and scatter the pieces across the Arctic—not that he supported littering. Ezra stared back at Marjorie’s soulless grey eyes. “Whatever do you mean?” “Pink on blue, Ezra?” Her voice was gloopy and sticky, swirling around the...
The Ghost of Halloween Past
I can still see it all very clearly in my mind.I can see it, if one can ever see a ghost clearly, that is. Most ghosts have indefinite, fuzzy silhouettes, like the ones you see in a steamed-up mirror after a long shower or in foggy woods on November hikes. The image you almost see in the mirror is your own, of course; the one in the woods? Well, that one might be harder to identify.The figure I can still see is out there, though, and it lies somewhere between the mirror and the forest. The thing is, it appears to be frozen in a way a ghost really cannot be frozen because as we know there is no...