Captian's Log The Storage Units 16 Sep 2022 The things that were once men were all facing the broken television. A constant hum of static entertained them, and they gathered round its light like moths. They were, I…
Captian's Log Proceed 10 Sep 2022 The thing from the laboratory shambled upon its shaking limbs, its one, giant eye, red and inflamed, staring hatefully at me. It inflated itself, stretching its sagging skin to the…
Captian's Log The Beauty of the Sun 6 Sep 2022 The sun came out from behind the clouds, and the dirty wet street, with its ruts full of rain, gleamed like gold. All was silent in the dead city. I…
Captian's Log A Scream 27 Jul 2022 The spiral stair led up into the darkened room which had grown oh so very silent after that scream. I stared into those shadows above, wondering. Pricks and tingles ran…
Captian's Log The Boy Pan 21 Jan 2022 He sits at the edge of the cliff where the dark things were long ago cast out. There the boy blows into his little reed the sweet melodies of dreams.…
Captian's Log Short: The Stranger in the Storm 8 Jan 2022 The storm had come, and something else, a monster, unimaginable; a boneless, shifting thing had pulled itself from the seafloor. Had the storm dredged it up, or had the wind…
Captian's Log Short: Project Snowball 28 Nov 2021 "You lied," I said. The old man in the suit said nothing. "This whole time, you've been lying. You covered it all up, didn't you?" The suit got out of…
Captian's Log From the Typewriter: Waiting for the Darkness 16 Nov 202116 Nov 2021 The ancient melodies must have been born from such a precipice. Here on top of the world, I fall out my own eyes into the vast landscape below. There is…
Captian's Log Poem: Halloween Comes Tiptoeing 28 Oct 2021 As Halloween comes tiptoeing our way,and all the spooks crawl out their crypts to play;as all the monsters come in for a shock,the line goes out the door around the…
Captian's Log Poem: The Greatest Monster of them All 6 Oct 2021 I ask myself, what is the greatest monster of them all:Dracula with bloody fangs, who crawls along the wall?Perhaps the werewolf with his fur and deadly claws?Imhotep, maybe, with all…
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