Mildred was late for work again. He ran down the escalator stairs, down the tunnel. Rounding a corner a woman bumped into him at high speed, knocked him over.
-Hey, what the…
-Run! Get out of here! She screamed, and kept running.
He turned around. A monster came crawling up the tunnel towards him. It moved like a pulp, hissing with its round mouth. He started crawling backwards, trying to get away. A tentacle came shooting out… (more)
Fear was twisting his soul, tearing his mind. The fear of death, though it was not his.
Lying in his bed watching the ceiling he waited for the inevitable. Madness. Chaos would finally become what it had always urged to be… (more)
Something moved in a distance.
-What is that?
-Looks like some kind of cat… But it’s huge!
-Oh my God! It’s coming this way!
The cat came running down the highway. crushing and throwing cars and trailers on its way.
-Turn! Turn around! Aaaaah! Watch out!!!
Half way around a trailer came at full speed… (more)
All he had was a photography. A creature, hanging on a rock wall in the forest.
Dave had been obsessed ever since he saw it the first time. He had searched for its origin, for the place it had been taken.
His research led him up in the north, into the forests by the coast. He followed the signs he had been able to encounter, the little hints he could find. There seemed to be a pattern, as if they had been laid out for him to find them… (more)
The garden grew, distancing her from the outside world. She sunk into the shadows of the wild growing roses and the tall, majestic trees.
Something, someone, lurked between the branches, in the darkness behind the leaves.
-What do you want? she screamed, breaking the silence.
Soft wind far above was the only answer… (more)
Donald walked along the shelves, looked at the books. He knew people actually read these things.
“Maybe just a try,” he thought. “For the laugh of it.”
He grabbed one, pulled it out.
“Ouuuch!” The book fell on the floor. His hand was bleeding. “It… It bit me!”
More books fell out of the shelves. He jumped back. Razor sharp teeth appeared, snapping at him. Attacking him. Biting him.
The biting books came flying… (More)