Captian's Log The Screams Fade 5 Oct 20254 Oct 2025 Howls fill my ears as the dream fades, and I shoot up in bed screaming—or howling—I don't know. "Honey," a voice beside me moans. A cold, soft hand reaches out…
Captian's Log Gym Update: Swollen Throat 4 Oct 2025 Well, I missed the gym yesterday. I've been trying to go Monday, Wednesday, Friday, but I got sick. I think it's an allergic reaction. Still holding me down today, too.…
Captian's Log Rising Screams 3 Oct 20253 Oct 2025 Tossing and turning through the air, falling forever, surrounded by the shouts of madness and despair. Here and there, I get a glimpse of the world before, of quiet prayers…
Captian's Log Prelude to the Screams 2 Oct 20254 Oct 2025 "Alone at last." The strange man smiled. Folded within the concave chair, the shriveled old man shivered. Mastering himself, he tried a sly smile. "But I am helpless," he hissed.…
Captian's Log Starting Spooky Season 1 Oct 202530 Sep 2025 What's that? Is that a pumkin? Why are these leaves strewn about the lawn? Where's my candy corn! It's the start of spook season, the first that leads to the…
Captian's Log Another Life 30 Sep 202527 Sep 2025 A man showed up at the door the other day. I don't know if he knew I saw him. I hope not. Couldn't hear, from where I was, what he…
Captian's Log Smile 29 Sep 202527 Sep 2025 Smile; one more shot, and it's done. Flash, blindness, the sounds of people moving in the darkness. Voices: "Alright, that's a wrap!" Blinking, I search out the little makeup station…
Captian's Log Food for a Fallen God Thought 28 Sep 202527 Sep 2025 Tell me something, monsieur,Tell me something, my friend,Tell me, then, what you have done to your soul? What have you traded or bought, what was worth the light that was…
Captian's Log I’d Just Like to Say, “Ow” 27 Sep 2025 As I finish up my first full week of going to the gym, I'd just like to say, Ow. That being said, I'm hoping I'm doing some good for my…
Captian's Log Windmill 26 Sep 202520 Sep 2025 My weary arms refused to lift themselves again and hung dangling at my sides. He seemed to be faring little better. A river of blood came from his nose, and…
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