The Monolith: Chapter OneThe Monolith: Chapter One in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The floor was firm and cold, the feeling had reminded them of a hospital examination table. Thoughts of pain, needles and death filled their minds. Then the smell swirled into their nostrils - urine and blood; it was if someone had emptied their diseased bladder here.
Jack was the first to awaken, lifting himself with both hands, turning and then, as he got on his knees, he stood among the bodies. He counted. "One, Two, Three . . ." his voice trailed off and when he turned around there was lovely tanned girl staring at him.
It had scared him; perhaps anything at the moment would have jolted him. "Hmph," he sucked in lots of air and his arms reached for his heart, clutching. She smiled back.
"Name's Mendy," her arm was stretched out in front of her. "What's yours?"
He was amazed that the first question he had heard was about who he was and not about where they were. "Jack, Jack Barrera," he then quickly shifted the question to something more important - Prioritize Jack he thought
Diary of a Madman Aug 21 contAugust 21st,Diary of a Madman Aug 21 cont in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
We killed her.
No you killed her.
But this is what you want. Isn't it?
No, you were supposed to be safe from all this carnage. That's why you were created. I was supposed to be the killer.
No! You were created.
Really? Just because you have been in control longer doesn't mean you are the original Todd. That girl I loved, with our heart. She was going to leave us forever. I had to do something.
She did leave us forever. You killed Sarah.
I did, to protect us. You believed that she left but still loved you. You thought she was still alive.
Lies! All Lies! You wrote all those letters.
Yes I did, to protect you. Do you remember what happened to your parents?
They are in a home somewhere out of town.
You are so gullible. You father is in prison and your mom is dead.
Poor Todd. Your father killed her. We saw the whole thing. They were fighting and she said, "I'm leaving." Do you remember now?
Yes. I remember loo
Diary of a Madman August 12thAugust 12thDiary of a Madman August 12th in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I can feel it calling.
I drove by Julie's house and noticed a suspicious car parked across the street. I knew for a fact that the Martin's didn't own a similar car. They owned a '76 Silverado.
So I kept driving and I found a nice hidden place to park and then I walked.
I was desperate. I could not keep the cops from stopping me tonight. She needed to die tonight, Diary. I wasn't prepared to use my backup plan but I had no other choice. I walked through a 10 acre yard in the moonlight carrying a filled gas can. The grass was wet and I was leaving footprints. It didn't matter, she has to die.
I broke in through the back door and crept in. The living room window was wide open. It left a perfect view of the staircase leading up to the bedroom on the second floor. The cop outside should be able to see anyone enter her bedroom.
It didn't matter. I poured gasoline throughout the back of the house and lit a match.
I ran, and I ran, until I passed out.
Diary of a Madman August 20thAugust 20thDiary of a Madman August 20th in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I've been watching the old lady down the hall. This kill is going to be easy. From what I can see out of the corner of my peephole, she leaves everyday at around 8:30 in the morning to get the newspaper and a coffee. Around lunch time she leaves the door open to her apartment till about 8 in the afternoon. She leaves it open for ventilation while she cooks and to air out her apartment.
She takes her smoke breaks around 1, 5, and 8.
I didn't notice this earlier but Vanessa left me some messages on my answering machine. She mentioned that she will be away for a couple days and, get this Diary, she misses me. So overall, a good day. Tomorrow, will be even better.
Messages on Todd's Answering Machine
You have 5 unheard messages.
Todd, it's me Vanessa. I haven't talked to you since Wednesday. I thought you were back in town by now. I hope you're not avoiding me. Anyways, call me or stop by. I know this may sound weird b
Dayz 15Dayz 15 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Where do you see yourself in ten years?" the Senior Vice President, Craig Collins, asked from behind his five thousand dollar oak desk as he leaned back in his leather chair.
Steve Knox sat across from Craig Collins in a new suit he bought with his father's money. "This was his last and final chance," his father thought as he wrote him a check, enough for a nice suit. Steve Knox did buy a suit, but he got it at a second hand store and pocketed the rest of the money.
"Look Steve. I'm trying to do your father a favor and ... I don't see how this is going to work, if you can't answer any of my questions," Craig Collins said as he rocked back in his chair.
Steve Knox wasn't a smart man, but no one really cared. His father wasn't bright either but he became a proficient salesman and then became a successful entrepreneur by the time he was thirty. Steve, on the other hand, was a high school drop out who turned towards music as a form of income; but that dream fell short after he was
Dayz 16Day 16Dayz 16 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A tape recorder rested on a steel table in a sterilized laboratory as a woman's voice floats into the laboratory, "We have found that the serum works. It's quite amazing. The test subject seems to be responding to the test quite well. The subject finished the maze in approximately twenty seconds. Which is two minutes faster than it's original run. We added more variables to the maze and found that the subject is also very adaptable; finishing the new maze in thirty seconds. After our fifth maze the subject would finish a maze in approximately fifteen seconds. The subject also seems to grow smarter and more adaptable."
The Director listens to the tape while he paces around the table with his arms behind his back.
"The serum works," the joy in the woman's voice fades, "...but there is a huge drawback. The mouse, I mean... subject, died after 12 hours."
The door in the lab opens as a woman with long black hair enters the room. Her confidence can be seen on her face and in her postu
Mushrooms - Piece 11Life in a basement is horrible. With the lack of light and the already apparent dark, evil - shit, its just plain shit - energy, it left your body frail and pale. Uncle John did feed his captives, but they were lucky to get two meals a day. Usually a single meal consisted of cheap burgers and a handful of fries he had picked up picked up for himself but didn't finish. Ryan had already grown weak and his body began to hurt in places he never imagined would hurt. It was if his organs wanted to give it, wanted him to die. He bleed from two different wounds, both from the day before but he was alive.Mushrooms - Piece 11 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sam smiled while painting crooked shapes, with all the best supplies Ryan had earned. He watched but he just wanted sleep to grip him at his neck so he could escape this reality.
Uncle John had returned for the day with their daily meal - fried chicken on the most flimsiest of paper plates. The grease had almost torn a hole in Ryan's
Diary of a Madman Bk 2 Apr 11Diary of a Madman Bk 2 Apr 11 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
April 11th 2011
I'm sick with love. Angela came over and we spent all day having sex. She's currently in the other room now. I can feel the hunger emerging from within me but I don't care. I want to be with her.
Angela00's Video Blog
April 12th 2011
It's me Todd Casil. Did you miss me? The last three days Charles (what a stupid name) has been busy fornicating with that crazy girl. He tried to fight the hunger like I once did. I think he needs to learn to live with me.
I miss Vanessa and I need to see her immediately. She is getting married tomorrow and I think I'm going to stop it.
Angela00's Video Blog
"Ahhhhhhhh!" Angela's video blogged opened up with her screaming.
"That rat bastard. Get this people. We make love for three days straight. I mean come on. Then he has the nerve to kick me out," she said as anger escaped with every word.
"He told me he lied. That he never loved me," she said.
"Jokes on him. I'm going to post his face all over the in
Diary of a Madman August 16thJune 20, 1979Diary of a Madman August 16th in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
To anyone who reads this,
I am lost in the woods. Todd attacked me and if I don't make it out of here alive then he has also killed me.
He's crazy. We woke up in the middle of the night and I heard a wolf howl. It scared me. I told Todd that I was scared and we need to go home; but he wouldn't listen. The howling got louder and I started to cry. He looked into my eyes and I told him, 'I want to go home. I want to be with my family.' He snapped, I saw it in his eyes.
He hit me over the head with a rock. I'm bleeding and I am getting a bit dizzy. I just want to you to know that I love you mom. I love you too, dad and I am sorry.
I spent the whole day writing. I tried to get those notes out of my head. I wrote and wrote and wrote. Then... someone knocked on the door. I assumed it was Vanessa. I just sat there typing away. I closed the blinds and stayed in my robe. I keep thinking about how I knew it was me who wrote those notes. It didn't even look li
Mushrooms - Piece 2Ryan had seen five teenagers around his age die. He was once in the same predicament, but now he has found himself alive and living - at least for now.Mushrooms - Piece 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Lorena?" he whispered. "Are you okay?" he asked. He always asked, even though most of the time they didn't respond. Many preferred to sit in silence, hating the world, hating him. He could hear her crying. "Lorena, everything will be okay," he lied.
There were two large cages in the room, if they were aquariums, you'd be able to fit one large shark in each. Ryan used to sleep in one and Lorena slept in the other. Ryan had earned the right to stay outside. For all he knew, he was the only one. His bed made of blankets and pillows stayed in the corner opposite of his painting supplies and, in this dark damp basement, he was happy.
He spent most of his time painting. Today he added green to the grass in his mural. Lorena eventually, still traumatized, started watching Ryan work. His hand flowed and twitched with a certain artistic precisi