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Skinwalker August 6, 2021

Daddy

I yelled out in pain, unable to hold it back anymore. My head fell back down to my chest, the fresh and warm blood curdling up in my neck rolls. I spit out blood, a red glob landing in front of me at my feet. “Daddy,” I started weakly. “Please.”

Demon of the Crossroads May 27, 2021

The Idiot Box

There is a long silence as I watch him attempt to grasp the situation. For a moment, comprehension fills his eyes, like a light flickering in the attic. It is short-lived, the bulb faulty, and his eyes grow vacant again.