Emergency Response
All she remembered anymore was fear. The city, her home, was filled by the roars of undead and the screams of their victims.
There had to be help coming. The military would come.
Then there was a terrible flash of light, followed by a shockwave. Only dust and echoes remained.
The Paraplegic
Tim’s eyes bulged at the sight of his heart beating in the demon’s fist. It smiled and pressed a mass of writhing tentacles into his chest. He let out a hideous gasp as it writhed throughout his veins. Tim then stood up, dressed, and wiped the blood from his mouth.
The Wilderness
Richard played back the video again. The creature’s hollow eyes made him shiver. Thank god it was midday.
He looked around the film site. There was dried blood in the grass and chunks of flesh leftover from the poor deer that had been attacked by… whatever he had just seen.
House of Horrors
“Tyler please I want to go home, now!” Adriana pleaded.
“Alright alright,” they stepped out while someone was being sawed in half.
“I didn’t know haunted houses had so much gore.”
“Me neither, let me go tell Alice and Todd we’re leaving. Wait in the car. I’ll be right back.”