Rumors abound how the people who died When they burst into flame or drowned when they cried, Could ever have met such a fate as they did, Or why they were frightened, or why they all hid. Some out there say that they met the wrath Of a vengeful old ghost with whom they'd crossed … Continue reading Burning Jack: Prologue
Category: Horror
The Boy with the Bell
I didn't know what to do. I ran through the ruins of what had once been New York, dodging flames and crossing rubble. I didn't know what had happened, but I couldn't afford to wait around. I had to escape, I had to find my way out before he, no, before it, could... I saw … Continue reading The Boy with the Bell
The Glass Panda
The following is a journal entry written by a Moroccan man named Samir Sefrioui, dated on July 3rd, 1997. The text has been roughly translated to English. This morning, I went to my garden and saw something I never could've imagined. In the garden, I saw a great, glass figure in the shape of what … Continue reading The Glass Panda
Stuck in Stone
The man is petrified. There was a time when he would stare into world with his solid stone eyes and panic in his solid stone prison. When he would try to move, to speak, to scream, anything at all, but couldn't. But that was long ago, the panic has subsided. And yet, he finds that … Continue reading Stuck in Stone
Tick Tock
Tick... tock... tick... tock... tick... tock. Every click of the clock resonates and echoes beyond what I ever though possible, filling my house, filling my head. Tick... tock... tick... tock. Each resounding tick and every resounding tock is like a knife in my chest, like a bullet in my head. I cover my ears and … Continue reading Tick Tock
The Thing in his Gut
There was a man who was mistreated. Few had anything but scorn for him, and he couldn’t find much else for himself. He would work day in and day out, he would endure the treatment he was given, and he would do nothing but keep his heart beating and lungs breathing. As the days went … Continue reading The Thing in his Gut
The Tar Baby
The Tar Baby appeared on a Tuesday. It came from the cabinet under the sink, and I have little idea what birthed it. The amorphous, black thing somehow still managed to resemble a baby crawling towards me in its general shape. I, admittedly surprised at finding a blob of tar where there was supposed to … Continue reading The Tar Baby
A Trip to Faerie
There once was a girl who saw the Fey. It was a normal night in the countryside when she woke and couldn't sleep again. She didn't know where to go or what to do, but the fireflies she spied outside looked so inviting that she felt the need to see them more closely. So, she … Continue reading A Trip to Faerie
The Pit
The hole in the ground scared the girl. She found it in the forest on her walk, and when she looked into its depths she saw… nothing. It was so dark that she couldn't see the bottom, or even the sides. She dropped a rock into it and waited for a splash… and waited, and … Continue reading The Pit
The Blinding Sight
The man came home and saw his family dead on the couch. He vomited at the sight of their shocked and frightened faces, but worst of all was their eye sockets. Their eyes had been completely burned away, the skin around them scorched and scarred. A gelatinous soup ran from the sockets, and the man … Continue reading The Blinding Sight
Carter's Compendium 