Can You Write A Horror Story In Two Sentences?
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Charlie Sheen, Alex Jones, Jehovah's Witnesses, what's the dif?
The morning of Donald Trump's Inauguration Day dawned crisp and clear. Nobody knew it would be the last day they would all see.
Except for Rush. The Trinity knows all, hears all, sees all....
The harvest moon sheened an iridescent shade of blood-red, compelling the tired driver to pull over along the sodden shoulder of Highway I-19.
Then a bone-jarring scream shattered the still of the night.
Then a bone-jarring scream shattered the still of the night.
So the man had said "Don't bury me, I'm not dead yet," and as the car surfed the mudslide those words movie-screened across the driver's interior panic projector. The unfortunate vehicle and motorist tumbled, with dirt-sludge, rocks, limbs and other detritus, over the cliff that the road hugged, and down into the hungry and ready ravine, ravenous with it's stone-ridged mouth.
They know this little ritual is pure cornball, but they don’t care because they are in love and they think no one else sees.
They’re wrong about that of course.
They’re wrong about that of course.
The hungry heart ate its way out of his chest. And then latched onto her throat.
Fe-Fi-Fo-Fum,
I smell blood in Wilmington.
Be they alive or be they dead,
They'll never forget this night of bloodshed.
I smell blood in Wilmington.
Be they alive or be they dead,
They'll never forget this night of bloodshed.
A man with a funny hairdo is sitting in the Oval Office, his finger hovering over the big red button.
Oh, wait.
Oh, wait.
There was a man who hated being around others, and sought solitude. One day, everyone disappeared, and he came to regret it.
I came across a drowning man, hanging on by one hand.
His Rolex interested me.
His Rolex interested me.
Gravity is certain, our theories are not. The ground opens up and and in it we rot.
(I owe the band Dark Angel a debt of inspiration for this.)
(I owe the band Dark Angel a debt of inspiration for this.)
In the necropolis I found my zombie love walking around.
It'd midnight and the hue is not mauve pink but black and blue.
It'd midnight and the hue is not mauve pink but black and blue.
The Grim Reaper was just warming up last year
2017 is his All Star season
2017 is his All Star season
This is gonna come back and haunt you, my friend.
....I was going for reverse psychology....
"You are invited to the inauguration swearing in and a inaugural ball afterwards."
Do we go?
Do we go?
"When did you receive the Bluetooth file?" And with those words, the computer virus and the biological virus merged.
The thread was re-animated. He was obsessive-compulsive in the extreme and unable to help himself, so he clicked 'enter'.