Tag Archives: paranormal thriller

(CLICK HERE to witness what your younger self missed.) Claiming a window table in the dining hall, the three students find that they have no appetite after getting very little sleep. Wearing the same clothes from the night before, they … Continue reading →

(*insert feeble attempt at being witty about link here*) Diving into the nearest room, Harvey crashes to the floor and scrambles to close the door before his pursuer can catch up. Nearly drowned out by a droning hum, he hears … Continue reading →

(So close to the end! CLICK HERE to play catch up.) Bryce is stirred by songbirds, the tiny creatures flitting by the tinted window that looks over the lake. The young woman sits up in an unfamiliar bed and rubs … Continue reading →

(I sincerely apologize for yesterday’s trick . . . Dawn did it.) The three students nervously sit around the table while Professor Soleman quietly cleans his glasses. All of the other customers have moved to the bar, the drinks and … Continue reading →

(YOU FOUND ME! CLICK HERE TO TIME TRAVEL.) “At least the food is good,” Apollo says with a smirk. He takes another spoonful of pasta, the homemade vodka sauce tastier than when it was fresh. “Thomas definitely knows how to … Continue reading →

(Dawn & I are sleepy. CLICK HERE to see what happened yesterday.) Aurora practically drags herself up the stairs after pulling two all-nighters at the lab, her only escape to get food and a quick shower. Her bag thuds on … Continue reading →

(To move forward, one must know where they came from.) “I’m telling you that I haven’t been drinking,” Mr. Zalen insists as he hurries to his car. He searches for his keys while keeping his phone pressed to his ear, … Continue reading →

(Can’t figure out a ghost from a phantom without yesterday’s post.) Coming fast around the other team’s net, Chris hits the puck and curses when it gets blocked by the goalie. One quarter into the game and he has only … Continue reading →

(Looking for the exit? Trust me. This link is the right one.) Sitting alone in the locker room, Chris turns the talent scout’s card over in his hand. He is still digesting the promise of a professional deal, but the … Continue reading →

(Make-up tests can be taken for Mrs. Addison’s class by clicking here.) “Maybe we should have waited for tomorrow,” Apollo says, his eyes repeatedly darting toward the door. He checks his watch for the fifth time in the last ten … Continue reading →