The V22 Podcast

The footage is grainy, typical of night mode recordings, but what it reveals sends a chill down my spine. It shows Astrid's front porch bathed in the eerie glow of the security light. Then, without warning, something darts across the screen—a blur of motion too rapid to decipher. It's there and gone in the blink of an eye, leaving behind an unsettling afterimage that seems to hover in the night ai...

Kushim remained defensive, refusing to make eye contact. "Mutual assistance. I lost my home back in Auburndale, and I don't want to be subject to the authority of a low-ranking Primordial." His explanation seemed reasonable, and our conversation lapsed into silence. Shortly thereafter, Henry returned to the cargo hold accompanied by Tabitha. With the four of us heading to Vermont, our prospects of...

"That's all I could capture without being seen," she whispers, her voice quivering with terror. "I left as quickly and quietly as I could." I replay the video, hoping to catch some indication that what I've just witnessed was some kind of elaborate trick or hoax. With each playback, I try to dissect every frame, every pixel, looking for a flaw or telltale sign of special effects or CGI. But nothin...

The envelope came sliding under the door at the exact moment the Sun started to rise on Sunday morning. With the finished product tucked into my nervous, sweating hands, I reached down and opened the cover. Enormous amounts of money came tumbling out. I didn’t even see all the bills, though. Feeling weak and anxious, I closed my eyes and slipped the folded pages of my story into the silver envelop...

Join us as the Barkin' Boys & I delving into McAfee & a missing person's case from Texas! Find the original video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sXQD8jn2fZY

The wooden door swung loudly behind me, the wind blowing it open and shut, the raging storm growing more intense, and I knew it wouldn't cover my trail for long. I was being followed; it was only a matter of time before they arrived. I'd have to keep moving soon. I used my knife to cut and pull away my jeans to expose the wound. The blood was black, and the smell rancid; it was nauseating, and diz...

“I’m on my way, is everything alright?” I awaited her response, nearly suffocating with the tension I felt. My foot grew heavier on the gas, I was hardly five minutes away but it felt like hours, the distance between my house suddenly excruciatingly long despite how small the town was. Her words came, breathed quickly, and hardly above a whisper, as though worried someone close by may be listening...

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He didn’t look at me. As much as I wanted to avoid his eye after what I’d done, I didn’t know what to make of that. He stared blankly at Emma’s mother’s hutch opposite the sink. Inside it were three generations of wedding China—chipped and faded, cleaned and coddled, barely used—strata of happiness and woe.  He sighed. “You ever wonder what it is that makes a person the person you know?” The quest...

Another stop came, and an older bald man with a fedora got on, sitting next to me. A couple more stops came and went, the cart filling exponentially like everyone forgot it was midnight and decided to go for a train ride. At the next stop, the old man turned to me. I glanced over at him, noticing he was wearing a well-fitted charcoal suit. “Can I help you?” I asked politely. The man spoke, looking...

“Thanks, that makes me feel a lot better!” “The sarcasm is cute.” Veronica smirked, lips once again curling up into a wicked grin as I stood to leave her office. “Oh, and Clara?” I stopped in my tracks and turned to face her. “That wasn’t meant to make you feel better. It was meant to protect you.” She leaned back in her office chair, crossed her arms and said, “I’m serious. This job isn’t for the...

It may sound gruesome, but I demanded photos of each piece found. I felt as if the police weren’t doing their job. They closed the case saying she had just gotten lost. They claimed the damage to the skull could have happened after death. After I saw a photo of the femur, I doubted that fact. The marrow had been scrapped out. There also were scratches on the bone the police said were made by anima...

The blood is warm as it flows into my mouth and down my throat. It washes over my tongue, and I savor the full taste and experience of my prey. It covers all of my taste buds and I find myself falling into feral ecstasy. A father. Out and about with his mistress. I taste the zest of fear in the stream and realize how I screwed up the kill. It always tasted better when they least expected it, when...

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"We cleared it up for you. Don't worry about a murder charge or anything." He gave a sad smile, and was about to leave before I stopped him. I wanted to ask if I was actually his son or if my mother was just lying. Why was he involved in all of this? I didn't. I pulled him into a hug, he paused and after a moment hugged me in return. It didn't matter if he was my father, but he was definitely my D...

“What’s with the boxes?” he asked. “What’s in them?” “Personal keepsakes, clothes, that kind of stuff.” “No I mean… the box that moved. The blue one.” The discussion died down, and they said their goodbyes. I got the feeling that they wouldn’t be returning anytime soon. Still, their words lingered in the back of my head. A box… that moved? Written By: Saturdead- https://pastebin.com/64GK05gE   Thu...

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His cheeks were ashy, eyes flickering open and closed, like he wasn't sure where he was. Eli shared my foggy brain and whirlwind thoughts, a gnawing, painful urge to just drop. He was swaying side to side, like he would give in at any moment, release himself to the oblivion creeping inside his soul. My Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/7wXzsnnDVBpe3i00aL253p   A HUGE thank you to all my patre...

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The world spun around me. Sheets of rain seemed to hang suspended in the air as everything slowed down. Trees flew up in front of the window. I felt my hands on the steering wheel, knuckles turning white as I clenched it in my frozen fingers. A crunching, rending explosion rang out, like the sound of shattering bones. I felt myself thrown forward, the seatbelt pulling me back with its iron grip. A...

The door stood closed. I tried the handle and found it locked. “Hello?” I said, pounding on the door. “Who’s in there? Open up!” “Isaac? Is that you?” a faint voice asked. I recognized the voice of my wife immediately. “Open the goddamn door!” I screamed. Rising waves of anxiety and adrenaline coursed through my body, and I immediately knew something was very wrong. Written By: CIAHerp- https://pa...

I only had a few seconds to wonder. Customers all around me dropped what they were holding, looking up at the ceiling or down at the vibrating floor. They stood around like cows in a thunderstorm, their mouths agape as dust and debris trickled down on their heads. The lights and electricity burnt out with sizzling and popping sounds for the final time. A smell of burning plastic filled the air. An...

“Mara?” Mom was standing behind me, and she was wearing her forced smile again. “You should get going, sweetie.” I turned back to Connor, who slumped in his chair with a scoff. “I'm fine,” he grumbled. “Go ahead. Have fun.” Instead of questioning my brother’s strange behavior, I turned away from him and followed my mother out into the yard. I felt Connor’s glare following me out of the door. I nev...