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We Don’t Deliver
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183 votes, average: 3.83 out of 5183 votes, average: 3.83 out of 5183 votes, average: 3.83 out of 5183 votes, average: 3.83 out of 5183 votes, average: 3.83 out of 5
Rated 3.83 by 183 users

We Don’t Deliver

183 votes, average: 3.83 out of 5183 votes, average: 3.83 out of 5183 votes, average: 3.83 out of 5183 votes, average: 3.83 out of 5183 votes, average: 3.83 out of 5
Rated 3.83 by 183 users

After moving to a small town in southern Michigan I got a job as a cashier in the local store. After work I would walk home to my small house and order a small pizza.

This was my routine for two weeks when things took a strange turn. I called in my usual order to the pizzeria when a new voice, one I hadn’t heard before answer the phone and told me “The usual? No problem. I’ll deliver it in less than five minutes.”

Sure enough within five minutes my order was delivered and it was exactly what I had ordered every night before. When I tried to give the delivery boy a tip he declined, he said he didn’t need it and that he was just working at the pizzeria to get out of the house and to try and meet new people.

This became my new routine for about three months. I’d order the same pizza and the same deliver boy would stop by at the same time. It was sort of a running joke between us how he knew my routine so well and that I always had exactly what he needed.

When I grew tired of eating the same thing every night.…

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The Dripping Man

230 votes, average: 4.00 out of 5230 votes, average: 4.00 out of 5230 votes, average: 4.00 out of 5230 votes, average: 4.00 out of 5230 votes, average: 4.00 out of 5
Rated 4.00 by 230 users

When I was very little, I met my very best friend.

I was quite the fearless little child, so I wasn’t afraid of him. Though, I do think most little kids might’ve been. But, I was a boy, and by my logic that meant I wasn’t supposed to be scared of anything. Even if I was little, I was still a boy.

I met him when I was five. I was at a park with my twin sister, Abby. I had just made my way down the slide. That was one of my favorite things. Feeling the wind in my face, the thrill of the fall, even if it were just a gradual slope that lasted two seconds at the very most. I popped right back up after getting to the end and whirled around to run right back to the ladder that would again lead me to my second long thrill.

That was when I saw him. He lingered in the shade of a tree at the edge of the park, peeking out behind the trunk. Everything my mother had told me about not talking to strangers flew out the window as I turned to look at him.

“Hi! My name’s Tyler.…

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Fallen Angel

115 votes, average: 3.77 out of 5115 votes, average: 3.77 out of 5115 votes, average: 3.77 out of 5115 votes, average: 3.77 out of 5115 votes, average: 3.77 out of 5
Rated 3.77 by 115 users

I don’t like it here…

The room is cold and claustrophobic. The walls seem to close in on me if I look at them for too long – which is kind of hard, saying that all that consists in my room is a bed, a desk with a chair and those damned fucking four white walls.

Hardly anyone ever comes in here. Anyone except the nurses, wearing those infuriatingly white uniforms (They really like that colour don’t they? It drives me mental, hurts my eyes). They stare at me as though I’ve grown an extra head and don’t even attempt at starting a conversation. All they tell me is that I’ll be in here for a while – a month, a year perhaps. It depends on my ‘progress’ as they put it. I don’t understand what the fuck they’re on about but they assure me I’m doing fine. Whatever…

After a few weeks of being here and eavesdropping in conversations I shouldn’t be listening to, I’ve learned three things:

– I’m on Ward 3, Section A
– I must be monitored every two hours by at least two qualified members of staff
– And I require electro-shock therapy as part of my psychological treatment

Bullshit!…

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The Five Of Them

132 votes, average: 4.07 out of 5132 votes, average: 4.07 out of 5132 votes, average: 4.07 out of 5132 votes, average: 4.07 out of 5132 votes, average: 4.07 out of 5
Rated 4.07 by 132 users

Beware, boys and girls; beware Brie Woods!
It is no place for such young children;
Monsters are lurking in its shadows,
Big and small, wicked and kind.

There are brothers that roam those woods, five of them,
looking to either guide or slay its travelers.
Heed my warning, and you might survive;
Don’t, and your death is almost certain.

At the threshold stands the oldest, the Harvester,
the wisest and meekest of the brothers;
Who towers over all manor of man or beast,
Yet is more gentle than the morning dew.

Perhaps you know of the Harvester,
Who breaches the woods at dusk;
Who tills the fields as we sleep,
And returns before the break of dawn.

Yes, the Harvester has brought good fortune to our land,
But do not be deceived, children, for he offers no protection.
He dares not cross his brothers, as not his brothers him;
A blood bond that must never be broken between them.

All he offers is his wisdom and guidance,
For that is all he can give before you part ways.
But, take his words to heart and never forget,
For the other four beasts are not as kind.

Beware your surroundings, little ones,
For the fiercest brother pursues you.…

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Pigment – 227

117 votes, average: 2.77 out of 5117 votes, average: 2.77 out of 5117 votes, average: 2.77 out of 5117 votes, average: 2.77 out of 5117 votes, average: 2.77 out of 5
Rated 2.77 by 117 users

In 1966 the United States government began experimenting with the possibility of creating super humans using controlled amounts of radiation.

Volunteers for the experiment were all members of the United States military; soldiers and their wives.

The experiment entailed both the men and the women to receive a small tattoo using special eradiated ink known as ‘Pigment – 227′.

After showing no signs of negative side effects from the ink, the volunteers were urged to procreate. The scientists theorized that the radiation would affect the reproductive tissues and pass alone enhanced, superior genes to the fetus.

The result were not what had been expected.

After a few months 70% of the men were diagnosed with prostrate or testicular cancers and 40% of the women were diagnosed with uterine or became completely infertile after the exposure.

The women who were able to conceive children endured particularly difficult, if not completely unnatural pregnancies. The developing fetus’s were no longer growing at a normal rate.

It was reported that four of the women had labor induced at their twentieth week because the baby was too large to carry safely. The premature babies were larger than an average full term baby and were hideously, irreparably deformed.…

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Infinite Loop

132 votes, average: 2.96 out of 5132 votes, average: 2.96 out of 5132 votes, average: 2.96 out of 5132 votes, average: 2.96 out of 5132 votes, average: 2.96 out of 5
Rated 2.96 by 132 users

In my hometown, Park City, Utah, things are usually pretty quiet and easygoing due to it being the so called, “Number 1 Ski Town” on Earth by about 15 different ski magazines. Not much happens other than the Sundance Film Festival and ski season. I am telling you this to give you some background and to let you realize that nothing paranormal or odd ever happens here or to any of it’s people.

A few months ago I started sleeping more, this is because I am still a teenager and I am probably still growing. When I say sleeping more I mean a lot more. My daily routine is usually school, eating food then sleeping until the next morning which I would later come to find out is very unhealthy psychologically. This whole sleeping thing seems irrelevant but I will get into it shortly.

A dream is defined as, “A series of thoughts, images, and sensations occurring in a person’s mind during sleep”. The dreams I started having were more defined as an event or an occurrence. What I mean by this is that they started to seem very real and I started to believe that they were real. Some days I would think back to something believing that it was real and not even realize that it was a dream.…

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Rose Hill Place

99 votes, average: 3.31 out of 599 votes, average: 3.31 out of 599 votes, average: 3.31 out of 599 votes, average: 3.31 out of 599 votes, average: 3.31 out of 5
Rated 3.31 by 99 users
  • Post date: 29 July 2016
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Rose Hill Place

April 11th

Rose Hill Place was a rather indefinable place, all things considered. Nothing about it made it stand out to passersby, nothing in its halls to make it appeal to those who came and visited. It was exactly what it appeared to be: a single-floor complex with over a hundred rooms and three dining halls, enough to fit all who lived there and the occasional guest.

Four of Rose Hill’s inhabitants sat around the TV set, taking time out of their afternoon to simply relax amongst themselves. On the couch sat Ruth and Donna; Carey rested his leg up on the foot of the stool, grunting in satisfaction as the pain melted away from his knee. Lawrence wasn’t paying much attention to Days of Our Lives, as he was more eager to see the sight of one of Rose Hill’s staffers coming his way. He had been expecting family to come and visit since the morning had begun, and he was beginning to wonder if they would ever show. They HAD promised him, though, so they must have meant it.

Donna gave a petite little sigh of sadness as she watched the soap opera, gazing dreamily as a young couple joined in a passionate embrace on the screen.…

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Incubators

290 votes, average: 4.48 out of 5290 votes, average: 4.48 out of 5290 votes, average: 4.48 out of 5290 votes, average: 4.48 out of 5290 votes, average: 4.48 out of 5
Rated 4.48 by 290 users

I was a nurse fresh out of my program and eager to start working.

After applying to many different hospitals I was accepted by a prestigious private hospital specializing in obstetrics and prenatal care. The hospital was famous for its surrogacy programs and had global reputation of delivering the healthiest and genetically superior babies.

I was of course excited and couldn’t wait to see my new hospitals and meet my new coworkers.

I arrived at the famous ‘Blessed Wing Hospital’ at 9am sharp. I was greeted by several upbeat and cheery nurses and doctors, and my attending was just as wonderful. It didn’t take long for me to make friends and fit right in with the routine. I was of course restricted from full access to the hospital seeing as I was new and needed to earn my privileges.

The only thing that struck me as odd was the fact that I never saw any patients coming into the hospital or leaving. What I did see were many happy couples arriving to adopt their newborns. I never saw the surrogates, before or even after delivery.

My job was to tend to the many newborns and ensure that each baby was taken home by their proper parents.…

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Tongues

186 votes, average: 3.84 out of 5186 votes, average: 3.84 out of 5186 votes, average: 3.84 out of 5186 votes, average: 3.84 out of 5186 votes, average: 3.84 out of 5
Rated 3.84 by 186 users
  • Post date: 5 July 2016
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I’ve never been a very sociable kid. To be completely honest, I’ve never really seen the point of it. People talk about the same things over and over again. Meaningless things. The weather. The weekend. Work. School. As I’ve gotten into my late teens, I’ve grown to loathe it. Whenever I hear the kids in my classes or in the halls talking about the same old crap and giggling my blood boils. People avoid me mostly, which can be expected. A few of the more brutish kids pick on me, but I just ignore them. I spend my weekends alone, indoors. I like to play the piano in my spare time. It’s very… therapeutic. It’s like my meditation. When I’m playing it I usually think about life. I think about people, and my general dislike towards them, I think about the kids who pick on me at school and I think about the recent disappearances of kids in my surrounding area.

They were all kids of similar age to myself, mostly girls, some even from my school, my classes. There have been eight in total; I’ve been keeping track of them you see. I follow their stories in the newspapers quite closely.…

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The Broadcast

137 votes, average: 3.66 out of 5137 votes, average: 3.66 out of 5137 votes, average: 3.66 out of 5137 votes, average: 3.66 out of 5137 votes, average: 3.66 out of 5
Rated 3.66 by 137 users

In 1988 an unknown broadcast overtook several UHF stations in the Midwestern United States for six consecutive nights. The broadcast would last for only a few minutes and consisted of white static with a gray silhouette of a person in the center of the screen. The shadowed figure spoke with a an androgynous but deep voice and always spoke in whispers.

Those who witnessed the unknown broadcast reported that the figure would make bizarre statements that would influence one person but not another.

It’s been confirmed by the witnesses that the figure had said the following: ‘Go to sleep’, ‘Don’t drink the water’, ‘Conceive’, ‘Don’t believe anyone’, ‘Don’t trust anyone’, ‘Save me’, ‘Use the knife’, ‘Bury him’, ‘Burn the evidence’ and ‘Find me’.

After the broadcasts hit the airwaves and massive string of criminal activities began manifesting throughout the Midwest: Burglaries, physical and sexual assaults, attempted murder, attempted suicide and arson plagued many towns and cities.

Those who were arrested all claimed that the were just following orders and that they had to listen because the figure’s voice gave them recurring nightmares. The nightmares only stopped after they committed the crimes.

The origin of the broadcast remains unknown and the purpose of the broadcast has never been determined.…

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