Return of the Teacher: A Necromantic Scene

“We can’t keep running like this,” said Phren, out of breath. “We have to stop her. You’re a necromancer, how do we stop her?” “I have no idea. This isn’t some lost soul in the wilderness. This is a rotted goddess!” “There’s no hiding from this thing,” continued Phren, “and there’s no throwing it off.... Continue Reading →

Shadow Figures on the Wall: NHIE Day 7

Day 7…Ever seen a Shadow Figure? Sometimes, the most haunted places are exactly the kinds of places you would expect. Abandoned buildings, graves, hospitals. Other times, they’re supermarkets. The spring right out of college, I started working at the local branch of a famous chain of grocery/clothing stores. My job title was “apparel merchandiser,” which is... Continue Reading →

Did You Say Something? NHIE Day 5

Day 5…Ever heard your name called when no one was there? When I was a kid, I heard my name being called all the time. It was one of those things in childhood where they happened and I just accepted them as the way things were. Sometimes you hear your name being called. Sometimes it... Continue Reading →

The Witching Hour: NHIE Day 4

Day 4…Ever had any experiences at 3am, the Witching Hour? If you ask a ghost hunter, or anyone who regularly investigates haunted locations, what time of the day or night has the most paranormal phenomena, they will probably all say the same thing: 3 A.M. The Witching Hour. Maybe it’s the significance of the heavy... Continue Reading →

Never Have I Ever: Paranormal Edition

October isn't the only spooky time of year. In spring comes fog and what comes with fog? Ghosts. FACT. So...I want to hear your ghost stories! And to that end, I've put together some paranormal "Never Have I Ever" prompts for you guys. I'll be posting a spooky anecdote every day for a week starting... Continue Reading →

Leaky Old Plumbing

Today, I felt myself get up for the first time. Mouse gray light through my thin curtains. Warm bed, foreign but homey. Work clothes over my desk chair, waiting. Heater on, softly clicking. Chickadees pecking. Early, hungry. Nothing on my nightstand but books and bandaids. My eyes were crusty, but not from tears. My heart... Continue Reading →

Necromantic, Chapter One: The Visitor

The stranger came like rot on the breeze. Swift, silent, and unpleasant without making any lasting impression. He was ultimately forgettable – contextless in all contexts – and that kept him safe. There were two ways to stay safe that Cyr had come across in her short life: be frightening enough, or forgettable enough, and... Continue Reading →

Lavender Fog: A Necromantic Drabble

The past is colored in lavender fog whenever he tries to remember it. He can see the bodies if he focuses, but their clothes are faded, the setting obscure, his age uncertain. When he tries to remember details, he finds that he can imagine things having been many ways at once. At one time, he imagined... Continue Reading →

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