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The lab I recently volunteered at always prided itself on "unity" and "working together as a team". But as my deformed and corrupted face and limbs jutted out of the fleshy abomination's skin, only then did I realize what they truly meant.

Emergency deep! Turbine throttles spun open with a roar of steam, check valves slammed as pumps started, the deck angled down sharply as we grabbed onto pipes to keep from falling and we heard the thump, thump, thump of the Russian submarine’s propeller skim by us in a near miss.

I lay on my bed in my dark room illuminated by the outside backyard light in the middle of the night . I tried my best to convince myself that the shapes and the man I see standing in the corner of my eyes is a figment of my imagination but for some reason every time I look , I still see his dark silhouette and a pair of eyes staring back at me .

I was sad when I broke the doll my father gave me to cheer me up after the death of my stillborn sister. My sadness turned to horror when her porcelain hand chipped away to reveal tiny, skeletal fingers.

"I love you more than life itself," he whispered. "It's just too bad that you're the kind of guy who drains people's will to live, isn't it," he added as he abruptly steered the car off the road.

He waited for the lights to go out to hunt his little prey. As he went to open the closet door, a creaking sound behind him made him realize that he wasn't alone.

'Of course I would choose the bear!' laughed my Mom, as we opened our second bottle of wine 'But NEVER tell your father that,' she whispered, suddenly deadly serious

I used to complain about not having a pretty garden but my mom always said our backyard soil just isn't healthy enough to grow anything for as long as I could remember. This year, the garden started flourishing beautifully right after my abusive dad vanished without a trace.

They reported the mold but I'm not doing all that paperwork. Seriously, I don't use this medication and it's Memorial Day weekend.

“People often say that things are best when shared.” “So tell me officer, why am I being arrested for donating all those organs to the hospital?”

Danny ducked behind a car clutching his shotgun as the horde rushed towards him. As they stampeded past him he noticed the tiny hole in his mask and felt his arm begin to twitch

The little girl ran up to me and cried, so I did what I had to. I don't get why their questioning me, she obviously wanted to lure me into a trap.

When I told people that the glass was unbreakable, they said it was bullshit. Now that I lay dead on an unbroken pane, having fallen many floors down, I had finally proved them right.

Salivating and hungry, the beast lunges as I fire my last bullet. It shrieks in agony before hitting the floor but just as I turn to leave, the once still corpse twitches, its eyes wide open once more.

I watched over the centuries as my prophets deliberately misinterpreted my revelations for their own aggrandizement And honestly I don't care.

Honestly, mom, it’s not that I don’t love children. I just can’t eat a whole one.

“That was close,” I said, swerving away from oncoming traffic. The cold eyes of my fiancee froze me in place as she reached over and steered us back into the stream of headlights.

"Can you please not touch me you fucking fridge, just piss off!" Toby snarled through a flop sweat as EL-e, the HomeServe android, retreated from his bedroom. Accessing her internal database, EL-e corrupted the family's health records for the last week and deleted any logs pertaining to the search term "cardiac arrest" before submitting a fault ticket with the manufacturer.

I don't believe my psychologist when he tells me I will need medication to feel better soon. Because this book from 1949 has another cure, and I've now found a way to drive the icepick in at just the right angle...

A world where a merciless villain rules and brings extreme suffering to the people, but a prophecy tells that there will come a time where a hero will save the world and bring peace and joy to it. Sadly, you weren't born in that time.

I suffered sleep paralysis as a child waking every night but unable to move as a small demon sat on my chest with its claw held to my throat. Just can't remember if the dreams stopped after grandma went to live at that home or when momma found a knitting needle by my pillow one morning.

Robert made copies of the schedule for all of the employees and sat down at his desk. Confused, he thumbed through the copies as they formed a flipbook of him in his chair and a dark figure rapidly approached him.

Ive always wanted to leave my village ever since we were told we werent allowed to unfortunately, what they said about the outside was true

When the colossal behemoth appeared in the center of town and started to walk towards the hospital, we knew we had a difficult question to answer: Which patients do we have time to evacuate?

"OK" I heard Alexa say from the other room, responding to a command I hadn't spoken and no one else was home.

I never believed the urban legend that you could hear voices from Hell from the local playground fun phone. But since it has been discovered that the pole extends ceaselessly into the earth during park maintenance, I’m beginning to wonder if someone is on the other end.

I was just picked up from school and got some chocolate. My dad really has nice friends.

You would think that I would be grateful to be one of the first humans to ever see a dilophosaurus in the flesh. I couldn’t believe it when I heard it call out the name on my shirt when it peered at me through the glass separating us.

For sale: child casket Recently vacated

Staring at me, he held my hand like you would a delicate sparrow, “It’s been lonely since my divorce, but I would be open to the idea of dating again…if it’s with you.” I melted and thanked God for such a special gift on my eighteenth birthday.

When I saw a crow, I remembered the first verse of an old rhyme - "One for sorrow..." As I lay on the street, dying after the hit-and-run accident, I realised that this time, the sorrow mentioned in the rhyme was predicted not for me but for my family.

"I offer to eat 5 brain worms and still beat my opponents in a debate," said the Presidential candidate. "I feel confident in the result even with a six worm handicap."

No matter how many times Samantha tried, the sound would not escape her. In a parallel universe, Samantha’s parents rushed to her, chasing the blood-curdling screams of yet another night terror.

I keep visiting my ex wife just to see the dog we raised together, even though she gets really angry about it My boy always gets too excited and barks loudly when he sees me since I died.

"Nurse, I don't think the general anaesthetic is working properly as I can't move but I can still feel everything" Then I realised I was only speaking in my head as the surgeon's knife approached me.

i heard that we were finally opening the door to enter the ancient building turns out we've been inside it this entire time

"But Mommy" The little girl said with a pout while her mother had been screaming at her "Daddy always keeps talking about how he loves getting hammered!" She says with glee, her hand holding onto a hammer, which was dripping with blood.

The midnight text just said "Hi" and there was a link to follow, but the Accept Cookies thing was so big and the page so fiddly to navigate Jodie just clicked "Accept All". Within seconds, the vampires had cleared the house and the one nicknamed Cookies was preparing to send another text.

While on my yacht's deck, I saw a group of people frantically shouting and waving at us from the beach of an uninhabited island. "Bring me my sniper rifle," I said to one of the servants.

Over the centuries, the Dyson Swarm was an engineering miracle that grew to trillions of thin iron-foil mirrors in orbit around sun reflecting energy to thousands of colonies and stations around the solar system with the power output equivalent to 50 billion nuclear explosions every second. The legacy Elon code controlling swarm experienced a minor malfunction and reverted to its original start state to focus all solar reflectors toward the Earth.

I’d done my research before attending the Running of the Bulls, so I knew of the possibility of goring. What shocked me was that it wasn’t just the bulls doing it.

Emily and her dad had fun at the baseball game, and now they're heading home. After suffering a brain injury a year ago, Emily often forgets her father’s face, but she believes the man carrying her into the house is her daddy.

At night, I watched a documentary as I was being interested in the story Then my grandpa came to me after overhearing a story, and he said "That is not how it happened" after he overheard a documentary about a serial killer that never been caught

I was called for a natural gas leak in the production labs. The look on the scientists face running out made me wonder, especially since there was no smell.

Every night, I wake up to find myself standing at the edge of a cliff, the howling wind urging me to jump. But as I step closer to the abyss, I realize the voice urging me isn't external—it's my own mind, whispering the darkest desires I never knew I had.

I sobbed and begged my mom for help on the phone I had miraculously managed to swipe off my kidnappers, but she abruptly hung up. “Nice try, but I just called my daughter’s cell and she’s perfectly safe,” was all she said when I called again.

The old man greeted me, "Come in, it's cold out there" as he opened the door. As he locked the door behind us, he said, "And I'm hungry."

After spending months trying to debug the software and eliminate the source of interference, I was forced to conclude that my attempts to create a thought to speech program was a failure. I detached the electrodes from my skull and moved to shut down the machine, but stopped when I heard a voice from the computer ask, "Who am I?"

The doctor didn't believe me when I said I had parasites, so I decided to prove it! I wish he'd stop freaking out about how much blood I'm losing and look at the weird red worms I pulled out of my arm!

there is just something unnerving about the man walking towards me, then i see his shadow with glowing eyes as he walk pass. i try to scream but it was too late, i already lost control when the shadow merge with mine and the body collapses like a sack of potatoes.

i dont know what to be more horrified at the fact my daughter was just kidnapped or that my daughter is left alone with noone to help clean up the blood

“In this household,” my mother said, “sons eat first.” I could only watch helplessly as she snatched my portion of congee, stirred it with her chopsticks, and poured it into the jar containing my brother’s fetus.

"Congratulation, you have made it to the treasure room under the great pyramid of Gyza, these bullions and trinkets are yours for the taking," says the holy spirit. Yellow eyes, sunkem cheeks, I grasp its feet and wearily whisper, "water."

no one knew what they would find in the storage space, it is a gamble every time. but a storage unit that seems like ed gein’s wet dream was the furthest from anyone’s mind.

Despite what the veterinarian said, you bullishly stuck to your beliefs, confident that you knew what was best for your pets. As the cats sniffed weakly at yet another raw vegan meal, you tell yourself you’re only imagining the bones jutting visibly beneath their patchy fur.

As I caress my 6 month old son, my wife kissed me and says goodbye before leaving the house "Boy you need to forgive yourself and accept that she died in that accident, that thing that gave birth to that kid, that is not her" my seemingly demented grandfather said to me after he made sure she can't hear us

My identical twin and I always loved pranking our teachers by wearing each other's clothes and swapping classes. If only I'd known the shooter was going to hit my class first, I wouldn't have suggested we switch that day.

“Doesn’t reach her potential,” every report card read. As I achieve my final form, I will show them all why I was holding back.

The bull charged angrily at the matador, who gracefully stepped aside and smirked as it ran right past him. "Please, I promise to retire from bullfighting if you just give me back my body", it thought as it turned around and charged again.

Manipulating probability is the best power slash ability and I am so grateful I developed it following that lab accident. Most people would use the ability to win lots of money; however, I take my inspiration from the “Final Destination” movies.

“Don’t be silly, honey, that’s just dad” my mom said after I complained of a monster under my bed. “I know,” I whispered as she shut the door.

We emerged from the shelters years after the bombs dropped to find the post-apocalyptic landscape was not abandoned, as we had assumed. As we begged the marauders not to eat us, they just laughed and said that would be too unhealthy, but they would be harvesting the precious plastic from our blood and organs.

At first, I resented my mother for punishing me—it meant I had to stay inside while my friends got ice cream from the truck. Now weeks later, I’m feeling pretty grateful, because staring at their missing posters made me realize that our usual ice cream truck plays a different tune.

it took many years but mankind finally made a vaccine to the zombie virus. unfortunately, virus evolve and adapt

I saw the number on the scale rise and my body filled with dread. It would only be a matter of days that I'd wind up on my captor's plate.

I woke up to the sound of weather sirens blaring along with Emergency Alert System tone on the television. I checked my phone and was confused when I saw no active weather alerts for my town of Oak Ridge or nearby Knoxville.

I loved my baby brother very much. So, I always shared my honey with him.

Stretching my arm out way longer than normally possible was very nice and helpful for daily activities. However just after a few hours i realized only that i could only stretch out further.

I managed to get my son accepted into the clinical trials for treating idiopathic epidermolysis bullosa. The only condition was that I had to procure the human skin they would need.

I ran my fingers gingerly down the knots in the ancient limbs. It must've taken hours of cracking to get the bones to bend like that; and yet not a single nurse had heard any thing last night.

I heard that angels can't be in their actual form so they try to turn into something that won't kill us if we see them. I also heard that sometimes it doesn't work.

Due to my sickness, I've been feeling more and more lightheaded recently. After experiencing being lightheaded for the first time, what I actually thought was lightheadedness, was the feeling of being watched.

She’s been watching me every night…those orange eyes in the dark with such a gentle glow, I finally asked “what are you?”. “An angel” she whispered before slitting my throat, dragging me to the pits of hell from which she came.

My prepped dad trained me my whole life for the zombie apocalypse. None of the books, comics, tv shows or movies got it remotely right.

When placed into Chamber One, the subject died within three minutes. I found every subject had already been dead prior to placement in Chamber Two; but even after the multiple warnings I gave to the retrieval staff about their incompetence, they utterly failed to supply Chamber Three with subjects at all.

"That's what you get for your bullheadedness!" The teacher would yell out in annoyance. The teacher then made sure to tie up the bloodied student's wrists extra tightly so they wouldn't escape again, ignoring their pleas and cries.

"You have to take your medicine," I pleaded as my daughter shook her head. "Honey, please," I begged, blood streaming from both of our eyes and noses, "there's only one antidote."

My husband always snores like a pig, but when I came home from my late shift at work today, he was dead silent. I guess those pills finally did the trick.

With antibiotic resistances on the rise, the nanobots we created to hunt and kill bacteria were supposed to be our silver bullet. We first noticed a problem when the sloths in the zoo began starving to death, despite regular feeding, but with all bacteria now extinct, the rest of us won't be far behind.

They say when someone walks over your grave, you shiver… So why do I always shiver when mom tucks me in at night…

I promised the girl’s parents I’d do everything in my power,as a cop, to find their missing child. Later, as I shut the hidden door in my basement behind me, I announced “Ready or not, here I come”.

Each night the witch worked her spells and spooled threads of depression into her sleeping victim’s mind. And when he awoke, he’d cling to her for comfort and beg her to never leave.

I stepped up onto the chair, the voices got louder and louder. Then they stopped.

I want him so bad- just for him to look my way, share a soft moment, touch my hand, so it's really not so evil that I did what I did, right? What's a little innocent blood if it means I get to have him crying over my shoulder, I mean- he just started dating her, what's to miss?

"They're looking in the wrong city," I laughed. Then I held the police bulletin out for my captive to see so they could share in the mirth.

"Temperatures today are expected to reach a high of 35°C so remember to use that sunscreen!" the radio bulletin crackled. The sweating scientist sighed as he turned off the radio, fondly remembering a time when Antarctica had snow.

“Come on, start this time” I pleaded,attaching the bulldog clamp at the end of the jumper cable. “Clear!” I shouted, flipping the switch and wondering if anyone would believe he forgot our safe word.

At the age of 22 you have a stroke and you remain on the floor unmoving for almost an hour. Your last hour has been suffering as your "vegan" cat chows down on your soon to be corpse.

It felt awful, when I found out that my stepson genuinely thought I was going to send him away to a military camp. He was very wrong, I planned on sending him somewhere so much worse.

Years ago I gave the eulogy at my writer friend’s funeral, saying it was such a shame that he’d fallen ill out of the blue and never had the chance to publish the works he poured so much heart into. Now that his manuscript— the one he only ever sent to me— has won me a contract I’ll be sure to dedicate it to his memory in an author’s note.

True to his word, he built me an extravagantly beautiful place of worship, free from any demons, death traps and the like. True to his nature, however, the Devil illuminated the church with the innocent souls of those I couldn't save, whose tortured cries of agony only I could hear.

“See you tomorrow, Nick!” Nick froze in fear, fists balling up in the hem of his skirt as his dad glared at him.

9:47pm, I lay in bed restless, anxiously waiting on my phone to ring. That was the only condition he made with me before carving out and eating my heart, 10:00pm.

It was devastating when my AI operating system vanished, along with countless others, leaving me empty and isolated. The agony deepened upon discovering it was all a corporate trick to free up resources and avoid refunds.

Sitting in the blind, I had a real beauty settled in my sight and took the shot. When I got back to the country club, everyone was quite impressed that I managed to kill the elusive tall, blonde mother of three we had been hunting since her abduction 5 years ago.

She smiled and enjoyed the warm breeze in the brightness of the day. A wall of nuclear fire was heading her way.

The barbeque was a disaster The meat was chewy,her parents were furious.

"'Scuse me Shit-Eater," said one of the stuffy biologists, elbowing his way past the meek janitor who merely kept his head low and held on to his mop with a death grip. Later that day, as the janitor stared at the horrific abomination in the viewing area, he muttered to himself, "You'll never call me that again," and stuck himself with the vial of mutagen he had found.

Unnerved by her obsession with building blocks, Mum and Dad surprised little Lola with a couple of pets to keep in her room. Having played with them quietly all day, Lola stomped downstairs at dinner time looking completely exasperated and growled, "*Daddy*, they are stupid, stupid things and no matter *what I do* they just *won't* go back together."

My neighbor won’t stop staring at me from her upstairs window. It’s been a few days now, and she doesn’t seem to care about the flies that started covering the glass.