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The door had slammed shut nearly fifteen minutes ago to Midtown City Zoo, painting quite the distraught picture on the lobby floor. It was nearly past midnight, Friday night. The Zoo had been closed for just over seven hours, completely dead and vacant of all employees and over enthusiastic-picture-taking tourists. The only humans in sight were the ones who had just broken in and done quite a poor...

“You can’t be serious!” She looked at him with what she knew was pathetic desperation - but it was the last trick she had up her sleeve. The last thing she could throw at him in futile attempts to convince him. But alas - no use. He was set in his ways and even more the mindset. There was no talking him out of it. He shouldered his 12 gauge. Tipped his cowboy hat like the gentleman she remembered....

The rain had a strange way of hitting that roof. Louder than necessary, and dripping in a few places. Leaking into the dimly lit living room with sad little plops in sad little buckets. It was an uneasy rhythm to an uneasy evening. One of many in the last month. You see, the Walsh family had been seemingly cursed. Not in a literal sense - at least to their knowledge - but it sure felt like it. The...

Louis was a young lad walking home from school on a cool, crisp, fall afternoon. While walking he caught a wiff of something foul. He looked around, but didn't see anything. Following his nose the odor got stronger, and stronger, and stronger, then he saw it. In front of him was a large building with smoke stacks and plumes of brown smoke pouring from them. The stank was almost unberable so he ope...

Mr. Smiglarison owns and operates a pizza shop in town on the corner of 8th avenue and Talock. It's a unique shop that sells unique pizza because, well, Mr. Smiglarison isn't from earth, he's an alien. Being an alien living among humans can be tough, trying to sell alien pizza to humans can be even tougher. To this end, the pizza business isn't doing so hot. One day Mr. Smiglarison was sitting beh...

It's funny, I’ve hidden from folks before but never like this. Never in the back of a preschool janitor's closet in my pajamas - because police decided to knock on my door at seven in the morning. Their paranoia seemed to have reached a breaking point, which was bizarre since it all happened yesterday. And it wasn't even my fault entirely. He was a complete and total villain - no denying it. For s...

Cassian wasn't really opposed to the activity itself - more the outcome. It wasn't every night he just woke up, rolled onto the ghetto old Hover Tram, and stalked around the worst neighborhoods of the city. Yet here he was, just after midnight getting dressed in all blacks. And tonight - he wouldn't be taking the tram. Never ever again. His friend, Noa, had claimed it would be an easy in-and-out o...

“Well, this is new -” “Shut up.” “I can see him commin’. Through the window -” “I say SHUT UP!” The guard roared this time. His absolute unit of a mustache blew in the wind of his words. Spit flew. It seems Philip was right - everyone does have a breaking point. This chub of a man was much sooner to crack than the others of course. Elric froze, smiling in a thinly drawn line. He descended his perc...

Hello friends, hang your jackets, come sit down by the fire and have a spot of tea. Today's story is quit the blum-bagger! Now, let's see... Mr. Stupid, he's a good ole Englishman from the land of um... Well England of course. Yes Mr. Stupid is a lively chap full of life, imagination and adventure, though as his names suggests he's not very bright. Mr. Stupid (or Mr. S for short) lives in a city j...

Within moments she dove into the cover of the tree. Convinced by nothing other than the sound ringing from where she just came. Something sinister and alive. She gazed down at her calf, trying to focus her vision through the heavy beating of her heart. Pounding through every inch of skin. She saw her calf in all of its glory. Bloody and raw, boasting two perfect cuts parallel to each other. Surgic...

It was the cold that she noticed first. A cold so deep her lungs alerted her when it felt as though frost was tickling her rib cage. She gasped, poorly, throat not quite remembering how. Startled when that breath wasn't enough. When her chest was heaving faster than her heart was beating - when her blood flushed to the surface of her skin. And when her eyes burst open. Those wide pupils were met b...

Out of breathe Greg stood slunched over with his hands on his knees. Frantically trying to gain back his breath "SARA! Wo, eh hu SA... SARA!" Greg regrouped and looked up the stairwell with an unstoppable determination to reach his love, then took off. Running up the apartment stairs, Greg's mind was going a million miles an hour. Each step wasn't fast enough, he needed to be with Sara. Almost to...

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa... whoa... wait, wait a minute. Whoa. Way too much stuff just happened. Who are you?", said Greg. "Buddy I'm a survivor and long standing gun aficionado. My collection of guns and superior knowledge of how to kill things got me on the cover of Hog Hunter weekly 8 years in a row. Oh and ah, the names Ted." "Ted huh? Ted, why the heck did you just come crashing in through m...

Ah yes, welcome friends welcome. I want to thank you all for visiting. This tale, this tale is the tale of a... morbid kind. Now before you go off thinking this is another gloom and doom slasher story I entice you to well... just hold on a minute. This adventure is quite intriguing. Many twists and turns ups and downs and it all started on a regular day just like any else. Greg (if for some odd re...

When The dust settled and people throughout the store came out from cover to see what happened. The tractor trailer had broken though the front wall. Bricks scattered all over, dust and dirt covering everything, groceries and products spread everywhere. The driver of the truck smashed up against the front windshield, it was cracked and he motionless. Some of the patrons crept slowly toward the sce...

We begin our journey on Earth in a time of great hardship and turmoil. The U.S. has gone completely broke because Americans have elected a mentally-handicap-baby-goat as their president and in case you don't know anything about mentally-handicap-baby-goats... they don't know much about economics. Anyway, times are tough. Crime at an all time high. Criminals are breaking into businesses and homes i...

Why hello there! Come in, come in, have yourself a seat and lend me your ear. I have for you a story, a story that's most intriguing... I can bet your last wooden nickle that you've never heard a story quite like this in your life. This tale... This tale is a journey down the most ambiguous road you've ever taken. The Place at Some Point in TimeOur story takes place a few years from now in a time...

I came to the next afternoon in the coupe of my good friend Joe and his wife Sara. "You're wake", said Joe. Then he fetched me some water and seed.  "Felicia!" I yelled. "J-Joe, my kids!" "I know Bob", then he walked over to the window with his head hung low. "Bob something is happening, something bad. Several turkeys have gone missing. Horrible cries have been heard all over the yard. We're not s...

It's happening now at an alarming rate. A lot more are gone. Before it was just a few but now... too many to count. The whether's cold, the days have gotten shorter and all around me... death, death is everywhere. Let it be known that these are the writings of me, Bob Shwekorski. I'm writing these pages because I fear I may very well be witnessing my last days on earth. My turkey brethren have bee...