“Creepy Enough for You?”

“Creepy Enough for You?”

The day after Sam’s birthday, a package was delivered to his apartment. Inside, he found a card and an old, leather-bound book. The card said, “Creepy enough for you? Love, Julie.” Ah, cousin Julie. This should be good!

The pages in the book seemed to have just a few, handwritten sentences at the top. He read a few.

Page 23. “Mrs Eva Donald read 5 pages, and then the introduction. Made her eat glass until dead.”

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“A Familiar Voice”

“A Familiar Voice”

As a demolition expert, Bob knew very well what the implosion should sound like, and that was not it. The dust settled, and sure enough, half the building was still there.

He ripped off his earmuffs and walked towards the site. His crew made some pathetic attempts to stop him. As if it mattered whether he lived or died. He pushed them aside. Nothing mattered anymore, not since he lost his wife, Sarah.

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“A Mesmerizing Evil”

“A Mesmerizing Evil”

There are many cursed gemstones in this world, but I know of none as wicked or powerful as the one I now hold in my hand. Lovers have killed each other for it. Wars have been fought over it. The greatest intellectuals in human history have sought to tame it, only to have their minds overthrown.

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