The Ghostly World Posts

August 1, 2019

There were eyes always watching, even the pebbles beneath his feet were looking up, staring expectantly. Grind them back down, he thought, grind them back down…

July 18, 2019
July 2, 2019

Entombed The tomb offered refuge from the burning heat of the desert day. The freezing…

June 17, 2019
May 13, 2019

In the dark, a tarnished door knob turns painfully slow. The hand that twists it is a patient one, one with years of practice.

April 5, 2019

There was darkness, thick and inky, all around me. And there were other things in the darkness with me. I felt their fingers, or claws, tearing at me, it was the most awful sensation I’ve ever known.