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A Serenade for the Innocent

A series of short stories about the horrors of the material world, the fear of the unknown, and a general glimpse of the fragility of the human psyche. Witness the tales of several people as they face adversaries beyond human comprehension. Where does the monster truly lies: inside or outside? If two worlds collide, both will reign in each other's chaos. Do you place your trust in your own understanding of the world? Welcome dear visitor, welcome to a spectacle you never know of. ---- "And then I saw it. Taking his phone is not a wise decision after all. Even my jaw dropped and my brows furrowed after seeing it. I understand. The hasty beating of my heart fills my body with unfathomable chill because I completely understand now." - a short excerpt from Vol. 1, A Serenade for the Innocent

blairehawthorne · Horror
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135 Chs

Call Me Mother

Wheezings, loud and heavy that I could almost feel it coursing through my veins. It's almost disgusting how much breathing I could hear all around me; it's very terrifying, but also oddly sexual that I am now on the verge of puking. I know I sound like I'm rambling nonsense, but believe me, it makes sense to me.

"I'm sorry, policeman, but I will treat what the salesman did as something that I expected, really. You're being a total asshole for the entire time, and I think it's our job to lecture you about what's right or wrong." I then pointed the barrels of the minigun at the policeman, which is enough to empower me, although the guns are not at all loaded with any bullets whatsoever. "Now, stand up and take the lead. I don't want to have you walking behind me ever again."