by Jim Stitzel | Aug 7, 2024 | Stories
She was lost. She’d only stepped out of her body for a moment, but somehow that was all it took to lose it. Now she was untethered in an astral way and had no way to get back to her own body. So she decided to borrow someone else’s. She found a lady nearby who was...
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 | 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 27, 2024 | Stories
Beware the cornfields. Sinister spirits flock there at night, barely luminous among the stalks and leaves. They have faces of women, eyes bleeding pungent tears, teeth like knives. Their bodies are phantoms, tapering off until there is nothing there. They look out at...
