by Jim Stitzel | Aug 6, 2024 | Stories
This entry is part 18 of 18 in the series The DarkWe emerged from the tunnels back into Haven just as a search party was about to leave to look for us. We described our journey, our adventure, to the others as they listened with rapt attention. All the while, you had...
by Jim Stitzel | Aug 4, 2024 | Stories
This entry is part 17 of 18 in the series The DarkWe walked, then, through the dark tunnels, with hardly a care in the world. We were hand-in-hand, and I thrilled at your touch. We talked in hushed tones, reluctant to wake up anything that might be lurking out of...
by Jim Stitzel | Aug 2, 2024 | Stories
Lightning splits the sky, making contact with the lightning rod on the Capital building. Only, instead of disappearing, the bolt remains, freeze-framed between cloud and building. Another bolt, and another freeze-frame. Over the course of the next ten minutes, dozens...
by Jim Stitzel | Aug 1, 2024 | Stories
It started out as a scratch. A cat scratch, at that. The crazy kitty lanced a slash across my forearm that was deep enough to bleed. I washed it with soap and water and thought that was the end of it. Then I woke up in the night to the scratch burning and itching like...
by Jim Stitzel | Jul 31, 2024 | Stories
This entry is part 16 of 18 in the series The DarkI walked narrow, dusky corridors alone. I no longer heard your laugh, but somehow I knew you were okay. You were built for these passageways, in a way I never was. I knew I’d find you eventually, though. It was just a...
by Jim Stitzel | Jul 30, 2024 | Stories
Expelled. That was the only word Jace could think of as he heaved the large, blackish-brown mass out of his stomach and onto the ground. It smelled like toxic waste and looked even worse. And just seconds before, that thing had been inside of him. He suppressed a...
