Supernatural Short Stories

There are many creatures that walk the night, from Bigfoot to shape-shifters, but nothing seems to compare to what happen to me! I decided to hike the Appalachian mountains of Tennessee. I'd been hiking the trail for one day and didn't have a problem; I hiked about 25 miles. That was a hard push! I saw a couple and one old guy, and thought he wasn't going to make it. In any event, I set up camp on the second day, and that's when I started to hear walking in the woods at night! I was pretty far out and too tired to check. What happened next shocked me.

Jenny has been plagued by disturbing nightmares and visions every Halloween since she was a child. She’s grown up now, but they’re only getting worse. Can her Horology professor's theories on time manipulation provide answers? Is the mysterious mind connection Jenny senses between them tied in? Or is reality itself being irretrievably rearranged?

Luke walked up to the girl in the playground and asked, "Why aren't you swinging?" The girl looked at him and said nothing for a minute. He was struck by the darkness of her irises, which were almost impossible to distinguish from her blacker-than-black pupils. He swallowed. He was about to turn away when she said, "I was swinging, but I don't swing any more."

It’s bad enough that its venom-dripping chelicerae can slice through flesh like warm butter. Worse? It’s right there under the bunk. It’s a fact now. To make it through the night, the children must obey the rules: don’t get out of bed, stay out of the shadows, and don’t wake the beast. But as the threats multiply, so do the rules of survival. And with the safety of dawn still hours away, the fun is just beginning.