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25 Days of Terror

Day #12, ‘Harmless’ – by Elizabeth Averay Across all social media platforms an ad appears: ATTENTION ALL – this is a must-have product. Developed by Director Allgood. What is it, you ask? The INVISIE MICROCHIP. What’s it for? I’ll tell you. Are you sick of fad diets that don’t work? Sick of working out andContinue reading “25 Days of Terror”

25 Days of Terror

Day #11, Next Morning – by Amber Averay He wanted to surrender to the darkness calling for him, leaving all his pains and miseries behind. He’d already tried – God knew he had – but she wouldn’t let him. Every time he began to sink into oblivion she would wrench him back, singing that songContinue reading “25 Days of Terror”

25 Days of Terror

Day #10, Hide and Seek – by Amber Averay He should have been writing. Trouble is, lately he was far better at procrastination than he was at actual creativity. It was frustrating, but every time he sat down to write he was too easily distracted. Facebook, YouTube, Instagram, Amazon…well, anything that wasn’t to do withContinue reading “25 Days of Terror”

25 Days of Terror

Day #10, Hide and Seek – by Elizabeth Averay Having exhausted every possible avenue to progress in the maze, I slump against the wall. After a moment I hear a soft snick and a scraping sound. Turning my head to the left I see a section of wall next to my head has moved toContinue reading “25 Days of Terror”

25 Days of Terror

Day #9, Possession – by Elizabeth Averay I can’t believe she did it. She threw my phone out the window! We’re on my parents’ private plane and she just snatches my phone out of my hands and casual-as-anything opens the tiny window and tosses it out. Never mind we’re thousands of feet in the air,Continue reading “25 Days of Terror”

25 Days of Terror

Day #9, Possession – by Amber Averay The tiny little face, so peaceful and sweet in repose, was perfection. Button nose, rosebud lips, cheeks as rounded and soft as pillows – she’d never loved anyone as much as she loved this beautiful baby. Even the faint bluish smudges beneath his eyes were a work ofContinue reading “25 Days of Terror”

25 Days of Terror

Day 8 Nightmare Dreams are supposed to be sweetEveryone says soWhy does the night bring terrorsIt’s hard to know Life can seem normalBut fears bury deepOut of the darknessThese villains can creep It may all seem innocentWith a life full of stressBut don’t shirk what’s happeningSometimes it’s better to confess To sleep peacefullyDon’t go toContinue reading “25 Days of Terror”

25 Days of Terror

Day 7 Seance You calledSorry we didn’t answerReception was bad The line never connectsTry another wayWe want to talk The method’s outdatedCalling from a payphoneThere’s a better way Invite usWe like youDon’t go We have information You need to knowSee our new show Give us modernNew and brightLet’s connect We know you canWe can tooFindContinue reading “25 Days of Terror”

25 Days of Terror

Day #8, Nightmare – by Elizabeth Averay By morning the three teens in the waterlogged pit had screamed and shouted themselves hoarse. Visitors to the cemetery would look in curiosity and crack up laughing. One person at midday stopped, and asked, ‘What are you doing down there?’ The youngest, thirteen years old, piped up, ‘TheContinue reading “25 Days of Terror”