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Saint Christopher's Belly

[Warning: Contains Mature Themes That May Be Disturbing] In this cosmic horror, witness Fausto's odyssey through the dark labyrinth of the human heart and discover the cause for the strange happenings taking place in Saint Christopher's Ridge. Recently heartbroken and looking for comfort, Fausto Merlo meets a childhood friend at their local bar for a couple of drinks and to forget about the world. The night was supposed to end like any other night out, passed out in his own bed and waking up ready for work. However, during this night, he begins to experience traumatic dreams of violence that uncomfortably feel more like memories, another life that he is unaware of. To make matters worse, a strange phenomena begin to take over his quiet seaside town of Saint Christopher's Ridge. At the tone of a siren, people begin to disappear into the night, only to return in forms that don't resemble themselves nor appear to be human.

TonyT · Fantasy
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97 Chs

Little Black Bird

In the dark, and damped room, only the smell of blood was the signifier that they were still alive. They couldn't see more than 3 feet away from their face. Fausto still shaken to the core about the events that took place, says nothing, only in his head, he chants to himself back and forth, bouncing off the walls of his psyche, "Please Bowie, let this be a nightmare." Everyone else just quietly sobs within the void, their soft cries amplify in Fausto's ears. Cocenered, John finally speaks through the darkness, "Fausto are you ok?", but Fausto doesn't answer back, he just stays on the ground with his head tucked in between his knees. "It's your not fault, Fausto. It was nothing you can do", says John trying to cheer hip but yet again, no response by the despondent Fausto.