Captian's Log Rambling About Vampires 11 Oct 202610 Oct 2026 There is, in essence, one thing that makes a vampire story, a vampire, but what is a vampire? A few years back, I was disappointed with Carpe Jugulum by Terry…
Captian's Log A Shadow’s Memory 9 Sep 20268 Sep 2026 The icy hands of horror breached my chest, grasping tight my lungs with ever constricting tendrils. No breath, dizzy, my head swam with ghosts and goblins until darkness seized my…
Captian's Log The Falling 19 Aug 2026 The zombie stumbled down the slope, grasping at the clean air before it. Bony, broken hands stretched out as gravity took its pitiless course. A living man would have used…
Captian's Log The Dead 19 May 202616 May 2026 It is a strange thing to die. I thought, pity me, to expect cessation. Lights out. I was afraid of it. I now see. That would be a mercy. This…
Captian's Log To the Undead 1 May 202628 Apr 2026 How strange it feels to live again, free again, out from the dirt and darkness of the grave. How strange and eerie is the sun. I guess I'm not part…
Captian's Log Home Again 23 Mar 202617 Mar 2026 For all of that, they could not die. The blood poured from the bone-deep gashes of the eviscerated and faceless corpses which hung and swayed overhead. The mutilated and shapeless…
Captian's Log Blood Letting III 9 Mar 20267 Mar 2026 I run my hand over the wooden surface, and feel a prick. Ecstasy. The blood begins to seep out of me. Troublesome heat, passion, the black splinter in my finger…
Captian's Log Blood Letting II 8 Mar 20267 Mar 2026 When they found it, I am told, where they found it, I should say—they found it over a pool of blood. They thought at the time, but we learned, that…
Captian's Log Blood Letting I 7 Mar 2026 The sarcophagus, as it was termed, was of a black, very polished material. There was a grain one could feel running his hand over its contours, but the perfect nothingness…
Captian's Log Canvas White 23 Oct 202522 Oct 2025 The hammer falls, and the stake enters the soft flesh. Blood is flying from the wound. Again, the hammer, the stake drives deeper still, and the blood rushes out. I…
