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I mixed my time and woke up near 4 A.M.

There was barely any light outside, just the occasional engine growl and car lights projecting the rectangles of my curtains on the ceiling. 489 more words

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Go ahead, jump

“I found myself on the other side of the door and at the top of a precipice.

Now I find myself at the beginning of the story. 365 more words


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The curse of the Vrkolak

Boyan spent the festive afternoon building a coffin for his mother.

She had lived alone above the village in the old family house that was passed through many unnamed generations till half of it resulted ruined. 1,000 more words

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Bodies by the lodge

“The most horrific thing I’ve done? I don’t know, I didn’t think we’d talk about this again.”

“It’s in the schedule.”

“Fine. I’ve tried myself around one or two haunted by local lore places, but they were junkies who knew me playing cards and a wounded dog in the basement of a rebuilding house. 967 more words

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The Dorley Cycle Epilogue: Eli





If I close my eyes and keep them shut for long enough will I wake up with what was days ago? 1,248 more words

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That took long enough!

From February to September with ups and downs and tight spots  The Dorley Cycle is over.

At least this much of it. I don’t know, it feels weird. 651 more words

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