He loved him with all his heart, and maybe that's why he never told the truth, afraid of losing the one person for whom he truly cared. But as with all secrets, especially the dark ones, one can only hope to preserve secrecy for so long. As onlookers, we can gloat and laugh at his … Continue reading Carnage | When the Moon Turns red
I lay down, confused, paralyzed, and enveloped in a veil of total darkness and quietude. Frantically, I attempt to rouse my body, seeking evidence of authority over my own flesh. But nothing. I can’t do anything. It’s as though invisible arms keep me stuck in position, dooming me to a lonely and rigid existence. I … Continue reading The Dark Room
Creak, says the door, despite my attempt to open it smoothly. Sweat floods my cheeks and a sense of heaviness forms in my gut, but I do my best to press it down, for I cannot afford to let the fear win. I would pay the ultimate price for such a mistake. Get moving or … Continue reading The Darkest of Creatures
Our world is ablaze, and where flames reign nothing but ashes will remain. Surprisingly, we are still alive — my brother and I. Protected by the sturdy confines of our house. And yet I know not what good it does. Because it will not be long until we become fodder for the greedy bonfire as well. Screams … Continue reading Bonfire: In the deepest of voids resides the most radiant of lights
“Wake up,” yells the young man as he frantically tries to rouse his brother. Pulling and pushing and blowing air into the mouth — doing anything and everything he can think of. All he gets in response to his effort is silence. Frightful and heart-wrenching nothingness. The pool of blood expands with each passing moment, and so … Continue reading Carnage
“The stars are pretty tonight… don’t you think?” I try to speak, but my mouth won’t open. Instead, I shake my head. “What’s that, you see no stars?” With disfigured stumps, I point to the scorched mess where my eyes once were. “Oh, right. You have no eyes.” A few minutes pass, and I start … Continue reading The Boy with a Demon’s Eye
I pinch my arm in disbelief. Carnage. Slaughter. Evil. I try the feel of each word on my tongue, but none is adequate to describe… “this”. I find myself surrounded by bits and pieces of human flesh and bones. The once green forest floor now painted red. The gore is scattered here and there, but … Continue reading The Last Step
There is a place somewhere on earth, in the farthermost reaches of a labyrinth of trees. An ancient cottage, old as the forest itself, and possessed by creatures of old - spiteful creatures that were forsaken by man. It is said that once the door slams shut behind you, it is all over. Destined to … Continue reading The Haunted Cottage #1
He's just standing there, watching the end, but powerless to do anything about it... because what can you do when nature herself wants you dead? The corrupted moon floats above the man in an ocean of darkness, red blood oozing out through the slit, coalescing as it hits the ground and giving rise to demons … Continue reading Watcher Of The End
Holy hell, I cannot believe what I am seeing. Spreading out before me is a scene that should not be real, a display of carnage of such foulness, of such absurdity that not even in the worst of nightmares I could have imagined it be true. One step forwards and I notice blood on my … Continue reading The Last Step
Benjamin Bratz 