Short Story

The light was as bright as the sun and I could feel my retinas burning. In the back i could hear a slight beeping sound almost like it was graphing my heart beat. I heard voices, “Scalpel.” “I’m going to make the first incision now....” And then nothing, the voices stopped and i was back in my own head. I was startled by a falling sensation, as i was thrown into an even colder room. The light in here was dimmer, but it was still blinding. I crawled over to giant metal door and punched it and screamed for them to let me out. I needed to finish my work, my whole reputation depended on it. In a few

When I first came to St. Albans I was working with merchandising. At that time I was afraid of the dark hallways and empty rooms of the old asylum. I quickly overcame my fear of the place and it was replaced by a love of the building and what it had meant for so many who had come before me.

There I was, hidden behind an old surgical room window panel while thinking about all the things I would have been doing if I didn’t get sent here in the first place. I wasn't even ill, or that was at least what I thought. Click, Click, Click. What was that? Drowning in my own sweat inside a room that stenched with dried blood all over the place, I slowly perched my head over the broken glass to witness the most hideous creature possibly known to mankind. At first, I did not get a good look at what was after me. Now, it was only two feet away from me as it was staring into my soul. The creature had the figure of a human, but only with strange leathery skin with deformed characteristics. Last time I checked, asylums had mentally disabled patients, not deformed monsters trying to kill you.

There wasn’t much I could do other than turn off the lights. Surprisingly, for how nice this room was it didn’t have a door to it, just a big opening. Even the door to the basement didn’t have a lock on it. For my safety, I turned off all the light in the office and the computer monitors. I kept my phone on the desk texting Tyson to see what is going on. But, he wouldn’t respond to me. I sat down in the dark and played games on my phone for what felt like 20 minutes. I had no idea what was happening because I couldn’t hear anything from downstairs. But, I was not allowed to call anyone until I was sure the lockdown was over. Then, the noisy basement door opened. As the creaking echoed through the basement into my office, I sat up in my seat wondering if I should call out for Tyson. I was eager to get some information from him. Someone then came running down the stairs and their footsteps were

I started walking away but suddenly a large arm snaked around my waist I was trapped "You are not leaving me!" He started pulling me down stairs into a basement where I saw cells no he was not going to lock me in one of those I stopped walking but he just pulled me along like I weighed nothing. Sudden;y one of the doors were open and he put me in one and locked it. I am sorry Autumn but you can't leave me and you will stay here until he learn that. Also if that mutt mason's name comes out you mouth one more time I will kill you."

prehistoric animals, were being levitated by pulley rigs, reminiscent of a macabre ceremony requiring witch's incense.

'What! Wait! Were am I? And what am I in? Who are these people?' I thought to myself. My eyes darted to the middle of the room. 'What is that?' I wondered. It was unfamiliar to me it seemed like alien technology but I was still unclear about that. Then the door to the room I was in opened. The thing that came in was definitely not human. The thing typed something on the computer thing in the middle. Suddenly these little electrical, mechanical static charges were came down from in side the thing I was trapped in side. They were coming strate at me. I tried to move so that I wasn't electrocuted but I was stuck in place! Then waves of electricity corsed through my body. All of a sudden I remembered everything. Who I was. Why I was here and who sent me.

"You were a cute kid," I say aloud to him, smirking at his baffled expression. He was staring down at me with confusion, probably wondering what was happening and what the hell I was doing. I honestly don't even know what I'm doing myself.

Hunter Cole welcomed the man with the angry eyes to Dal-Mart. When this man stared at the snake in hell tattoo on the inside of Hunter’s right forearm and then told Hunter to have an especially great time himself, it gave Hunter chills down his spine, especially how he stared at the tattoo on his arm. Most mostly those words and how he said it...

The sun begins to set on an average Monday in downtown Prescott. The earth produces a clean, floral scent. Flowers bursting with joy for the precious gift of hydration. Bystanders bent over in approval at the content, stratified flowers. The clouds paint the sky like petite sponges drifting in the light breeze. Cicadas hum obnoxiously in the distance. Random tourists head quickly turned as sirens roll past the church in an extremely urgent fashion. A massive dull, white tent supplies an abundance of cool shade cover for what is going to be a gathering. Men, women, and children flood under the canopy for relief and peace. Before finding their seats they make their way to the dessert and coffee table. An assortment of treats

A plate of sausages rapidly flew past my eye, nearly hitting it. The children's chanting grew so loud that you couldn't hear what they were saying. I searched the other end of the cafeteria with my eyes only to land on Jeffery Stark charging like a bull, straight at me. He was throwing more food like bullets at me. I knew what had to be done. I also started charging at Jeffery Stark. When he was just centimetres away, the loudspeaker gave a shocking message that made both Jeff and I freeze

I tripped on the way to the bunker door. As I turned to look at what my foot had hit I felt rumbling against my torso. I could tell from the orange light in front of me, probably emanating from the giant mushroom cloud, that I had a few seconds. I got to my feet and sprinted to the giant grey block installed in the basement. It had been installed in case of “an emergency”, of course they never told us what it was. Only for those who really needed to know, but I guess everyone knew now. The door slammed shut with a thud. I took three tentative steps forwards then sprinted back to lock the door, just in case.

If I was going to be invisible for one day. I would go out in a person's house and start to make things in the there house., I would go and do him because it would look like it was moving by itself. When I do this, they are going to start wondering if they put that there. When I start doing that, i would do it for a bit and start to freak them out a little. When they start to get freaked out, i would start and put dolls in a box and put it on their porch and knock on the door and wait till they take it inside.

We emerged into a large meeting room that was brightly lit. There were a few people sitting near the head of the large table in the middle of the room. The second we stepped into the room, they stopped their discussion and stared at us with piercing gazes. They started walking towards us with stony faces and tense postures. The man leading the group stopped a few meters in front of us and inspected us. Then in a booming voice, he called for reinforcements. Three men entered the room casually. They looked around the room and tensed up when they saw us. They started moving towards us at an alarmingly fast pace. We were frozen on the spot and couldn’t do anything except look at each other. The men grabbed our hands and handcuffed them together before dragging us to the group of people and dropping us at their feet. We

Mr. Iver I’m not very pleased with your business skills not to mention you skipped the whole week for nothing. I know you weren’t sick i’m going to need to fire you. Pack up your things and leave. I woke up breathing heavily that was a bad dream my bed felt different I rolled over to see the time only to be greeted with a white brick wall. Standing up now in alert as I didn’t know were I was maybe I drank too much yesterday and ended up in a friends house. As I got up I began to realize I had a bruise on my head like someone hit me. I thought this was very strange has I don't remember getting into a fight I brushed it off now as I stood up I realized I wasn’t in a friend’s house I was in a lab all the windows and science equipment on the