THE WAVE OF DOUBT

It is not 'just a job' when your job can eat you.

It is not 'just a job' when you spend all of your time in the ocean.

It is not 'just a job' if sometimes you fight... THE WAVE OF DOUBT!

RJM

THE WAVE OF DOUBT

...Holy hell... I am not afraid, I am not afraid, I am not afraid!

The Blue Whale just swatted me off to the side like an Elephant shooing a fly!

Sometimes being a Marine Biologist puts me in the sights of the life I study!

And right now a soccer ball sized eye is staring me down... and I am not afraid!...

RJM

20,000 BULLETS LATER

"Their bullets shredded the hills and leveled the trees.

And... they still could not complete their mission."

TWW

20,000 BULLETS LATER 

Even though they know I'm coming for them, they are still coming toward me!

The threat of my deadly presence still does not deter their continual advance!

I'll have to kill them all... how can they be so stupid and so cocky?

The moon is full tonight... they better be cocked and loaded with big silver bullets!

TWW

DELAYED REACTIONS

Stung by a monster of wasp as a child,

What the hell are you doing picking pears off a pear tree?

RLJ

DELAYED REACTIONS

Fuck!

A wasp just stung me behind my right ear!

Anaphylactic Shock has just grabbed me by my neck, in a strangle hold!

I can't breath... and I left my "EpiPen" at home on the table, goddamn it!

MAN

TROPHIES

  It has been said again and again...

Revenge is not pretty in a Horrorwalker World!

When monsters and creatures and things get done in... oh, well!

But when humans get their comeuppance, the final result can be truly... horrible!

RLJ

TROPHIES

...Oh yea, the rape happened right there in my bedroom!

He was too strong and too heavy for me to get him off of me!

But when he relaxed after he was done... I used all my training to make him pay!

I've already disposed of his body... and his eyeballs now sit on my drawer as TROPHIES!...

SAN

A DANGEROUS PLACE FOR BLACK SKIN

In an alternative, but parallel, aspect of the Horrorwalker World...

Reality is bent, so often what is this on one reality...

Is that on the other reality... and the consequences can be deadly for many!

This horrid tale originates in the aspect where white policemen hunt black men like animals!

And it is not a pretty place to visit!

RLJ

(INSPIRED BY THE RACIST COPS IN SOUTH CAROLINA)

 

A DANGEROUS PLACE FOR BLACK SKIN

The bullets scattered from the blazing gun barrel like pigeons panicking as a cat pounced upon them!

In karma innocence... it was a miracle that only one of the ten hot lead slugs struck him in his right thigh!

He should have been dead... a higher Horrorwalker force protected him at that tumultuous moment!

Shot at... at point blank range... by a deranged cop... who had just given him the order to show his ID!

RLJ

A SUPERHERO TURNED

It is now one year later, today, that I -- "HYPERDIAMOND" --  made my fateful decision.

Two billion men have been destroyed by my indestructible bare hands.

I will rid this planet earth of the psychotic scourge of evil men...

Even if I have to leave every woman on earth begging me to leave just a few good ones alive!

THM

A SUPERHERO TURNED

I was an idealistic do-gooder superstar superhero back in my earlier crime-fighter days.

I believed in what I believed was the inherent good inside the souls of mankind.

As it turned out... I was a stupid fool -- man is an awful creature who would rather kill than love!

When their terroristic beheadings became a reality show, I decided... men must die to save this world!

THM

DRAINED INTO THE SOIL

These times of war and strife are dangerous for a creature like me.

The more that people kill other people...

The more chances I have to slake my thirst without murdering them!

The bodies are there... but much to my chagrin, my food has often Drained Into The Soil!

BAZ

DRAINED INTO THE SOIL

...My name is Bohdan Zhuk and I have lived in the throws of territorial conflicts all my life.

My country is now named Ukraine... that may change if Russia takes over my country.

I have witnessed, and fought, these never ending battles for 200 long years!

Even a creature of the night can become numb to war... gunshots bleed the dead before I can feed...

BAZ

CHICKEN BONES

Adowa was cursed by someone sneaky and evil.

The bones on her lifeless, undead chest was a warning.

Modern medicine and science cannot help her.

And I am told, by the saddened Healers, the only cure is in the Chicken Bones!

MAZ

CHICKEN BONES

...I am not prepared for the Sangoma to perform the final spell on my daughter's decaying body.

The curse is destroying her slowly and my family forced me to take to her to the Healer... again.

She is still covered in ritual chicken blood... even as I handed the chicken bones to the Sangoma.

My daughter became a dead in her soul Xidachane... and only chicken bones can cure her!...

MAZ

RED TEXAS CLAY

Another undead blood stalker slaughters humans for its sustenance.

Another surviving relative seeks revenge!

Another dangerous showdown as the protagonists finally confront each other.

Guess how this one ends?

RLJ

RED TEXAS CLAY

You murdered my entire family, you filthy monster from the hottest pit of hell!

You slaughtered them in the dirt like a starving Cougar would do to to a feral Ungulate!

Their blood you drank and spilled, with your messy feeding habit, mixed into the Red Texas Clay!

Now I will watch you die, staked to that same soil by silver bound, as the sun rises to burn you dead!

ALG

FULFILLING THE CURSE

Collecting, and harboring, cursed artifacts is a dangerous game.

One always runs the risk of curse transference!

And then innocent people may suffer as you are Fulfilling The Curse!

MAH

FULFILLING THE CURSE

They are known in arcane circles of magic and evil as The Dead Man's Gun!

There have been many versions of this most profane of firearms.

They are infused with an evil curse that turns the owner into a homicidal serial killer.

I love to clean and polish my Dead Man's Gun... after I fulfill the curse every night!

MAH

ALIEN FIRE

NASA warned the world that this huge piece of outer space debris was unstoppable!

NASA admitted to us all that there was no way to prevent the imminent worldwide disaster!

NASA gave the world 7 days to prepare for the end!

"Smoke 'em if you've got 'em," Said the President at his final Address The Nation speech!

HAN

ALIEN FIRE

Oh my god... the alien fire burned everything in sight to a carbon black crisp!

The trees, the houses, the telephone poles, the automobiles... all crispy or melted.

The nuclear powered shock-wave from the unstoppable meteorite has decimated this land.

Goddamn it, what choice do I have but to go back down 100 feet into my lonely Fallout shelter?

HAN

THE WAY OUT OF THE NIGHTMARE

I am Sarah Amane Watanabe, The Dream Whisperer!

I live dead center in this horror world know as the Horrorwalker World.

Things ofttimes unexplainable happens on this planet's dreamscape.

Find me if you want me to help you explain your unexplainable nightmares.

SAW

THE WAY OUT OF THE NIGHTMARE

Sleeping in the throws of a hurricane crazy nightmare is the bane of someone's existence!

Who wants to wake up shaking and screaming because the monster just caught you by the ankle?

Count on me, a woman who lives to hunt down the nasty demons that haunt people's nightmares...

The Dream Whisperer... to help you climb your way out of the dark dream medium into the light!

SAW

Dissect your dreams and nightmares here... with The Dream Whisperer!

CANNED WINTER FOOD

Some come to America to work.

Some come to America to visit.

And some come to America for the... food!

RLJ

CANNED WINTER FOOD

...Aye... th' mid September air here in Maine country be startin' to chill a little in tha' night.

Th' time be soon to arrive when the snow drives th' peoples inside thar homes.

Preyin' on th' humans be so much more easy when they be snowed inside locked doors.

I be so much hungrier durin' th' Summer months than when the cold warms me prey inside...

SAL

STATE'S RIGHTS

You have taken years of abuse from your evil man!

Nobody on earth will help you escape the pain!

The time for the ultimate revenge is now!

...Better know your States's Rights!

RLJ

STATE'S RIGHTS

Last night was the last time I allowed myself to be terrorized by my violent husband!

He has repeatedly beat me, burned me, verbally ripped away my soul and physically raped me.

Last night, after a decade of abuse, I reached my final straw... he said he will kill my mother!

The shotgun is pointed at the front door... he'll be home soon... I mustn't miss... this is Florida, you know!

SAB

THE DROWNING CAGE

You might dive deep...

But they may not let you surface!

RLJ

THE DROWNING CAGE

Marcus Miller's air tanks were running low on air... perhaps he had 10 more minutes.

He was still pressed, with his back to the rocky wall, into the dark cave-like recess.

He was 100 feet down to the ocean floor... trapped like an animal in a drowning cage.

Three Barracuda were patrolling his position... Marcus needed to make a desperate decision!

RLJ 

TIME FOR LOVE

They say she is evil!

That she lives in an evil swamp!

That she has potions for everything!

And the price for her barter is set in hell!

LEM

TIME FOR LOVE

The old hag of the Black Water Swamp told me to swallow the black oil potion at midnight!

Her final warning was to swallow the brew between the 12:00 PM and 12:01 AM minutes!

She warned... ingested before the minute, or after the minute, would prove painfully fatal!

A forbidden deadly potion of love... taken by strict rules... and my watch just died at 11:57 PM!

LEM

OUT OF GAS

It is a good idea to check the gas level before setting on one's trek into the unknown...

RLJ

OUT OF GAS

Tania Brandon's Audi ran out of gas four long hours ago.

Now she is stuck on the side of the road in this desolate stretch of high mountain road.

Her cell phone is not working at the time... who to call way out here in the woods?

She hasn't seen another car, yet... but there are plenty of huge Black Bears scratching at the windows!

RLJ

BRAIN SWELL

"... fever dreams of Quinine Sulfate mixed into my Jim Beam shots..."

PAA

BRAIN SWELL

Filled with Malaria is the worst way to spend your time on the run from Johnny Law!

These backwoods are full of Hummingbird sized mosquitoes with their vampire lust!

The chills and the shakes and the hallucinations started attacking me two nights past!

I'm so brain dead... are those police officers approaching me, or are they Grizzly Bears?

PAA

MATTERS

Sometimes it gets so bad that you have to take matters into your own hands!

POM

MATTERS

I have my 34" Louisville Slugger in my left hand and my right hand on the door knob of my front door.

I am going to walk over to the apartment adjacent to mine and kill the bastard who lives there.

I have listened to him viciously beat his wife throughout the night... again... for the last time!

Fuck the ineffective police... I'm putting a stop to this wife beater piece of trash horror show tonight!

POM

HOWLING AT THE SUPERMOON

A changeling is forced to transform by the rays of the full moon!

An evil beast is made more vicious when the moon is super.

Does the changeling get a moral pass if it tries to mitigate the impending slaughter?

RLJ

HOWLING AT THE SUPERMOON

The Harvest Moon this year is going to be an autumnal equinox supermoon!

It won't overtake the darkness of the midnight witching hour until the 23rd of September!

I can already feel the early effects.. my body burns to release the vicious beast within!

The Werewolf howls inside my mind... this is going to be bad... I better hide from civilization!

HOS 

 

BEGGING

Sometimes the dead do come back for revenge. 

What might happen when the dead finally track you down?

RLJ

BEGGING

Please, dear god in heaven above... please stop staring at me like that.

I'm so sorry I killed you last Halloween night... I thought you were a deer in the road.

I rounded that corner, I struck something unseen, and I did not imagine it was a person.

You've found me... now you haunt my nights... killing me with guilt... please forgive me...

MHY

GHOSTS TO THE REAR

Do you sometimes feel like you are being followed...

Even though you think you don't see anything?

Perhaps you should know about... Ghosts To The Rear.

ZAW

GHOSTS TO THE REAR

There is something shadowy living behind me and I don't know if it is my friend.

 Sometimes I can glance its shadow just out of the side of my eyes as it follows me.

I sometimes hear it breathing behind me... and sometimes feel its breath on my neck!

And I have to ask myself, 'Do the evil things I do actually come from me.. or it?'

ZAW

A DEATH TO WHAT LOOKS LIKE A MAN

I knew Jason Markov was something evil, already dead and a serial killer.

He was my next door neighbor... and the things I saw at night made me very suspect.

I finally had enough, the night I saw blood smeared on the back of my car.

Next morning, I broke into his basement to give him... a death to what looks like a man.

PAY

A DEATH TO WHAT LOOKS LIKE A MAN

I killed a man today... drove a sharpened Oak wood stake through his deadened heart.

He howled in pain like a mythical banshee as I held him down to die again!

Was this murder, of a murderer, on my part... he looked and sounded like he was a man.

But as he crumbled to dry grey dust in my shaking hands... no, this was no man!

PAY

THE HORROR CANNOT COMPETE WITH NFL

Ever so often, every man must "Man-Up" and grit through the horror!

Today is one such day!

RLJ

THE HORROR CANNOT COMPETE WITH NFL

I stayed locked up inside my house today glued to the television.

There was not one thing scary about this particular Sunday.

This day is the first Sunday of this season of the NFL!

And, oh yea... the women's US Open Tennis Final was on another channel -- horror, what horror?

RLJ

FRESH AIR

There are certain rules to prevent unwanted horror, like, for example, the need to breath... 

FRESH AIR!

OOM

FRESH AIR

Just like warnings say, never mix chlorine products and ammonia.

Indeed, I did make a stupid mistake in doing something that idiotic.

I passed out right here on the goddamn bathroom floor.. on the wet floor...

And... I had better... muster... the strength... to open... the door... for fresh...

OOM

FIVE FEET FROM DROWNING

Just because an animal has a reputation as being friendly,

It is still an animal.

And actually, what is friendliness when it comes to a wild animal?

JAN

FIVE FEET FROM DROWNING

The Dolphins were as friendly as Janet said they would be.

Swimming with them was excellent fun... until one of them grabbed my arm and took me down.

I was as helpless as a rag doll in the hands of a rambunctious four year old.

It finally released me... I struggled to reach the ocean surface... PANIC... Five Feet From Drowning!

JAN  

BURIED IN A TOME

The Horrorwalker Travel Guide gives you what the Horrorwalker wants you to know.

It is unknown by human minds what deeper darker tales reside on those eldritch pages.

But, it is only logical that the Horrorwalker has encountered horror so pure and evil...

That human minds probably cannot comprehend, or handle, the horror drumbeat.

Here is one such idea...

RPK

BURIED IN A TOME

Nobody alive lives forever in the Horrorwalker world!

Even the undead, eventually, are claimed by the most frightening of entities... named Death!

What thing would ever take the essence of a metaphysical soul from the Grim Reaper?

Tho that horror epic has been told... it is a frightful missive better left buried in the darkest tome!

RPK

COME OUT INTO THE LIGHT

The undead dead have fantastical fantasy dreams, too.

CVD

COME OUT INTO THE LIGHT

The darkness is my closet from which I have been locked inside for 121 years.

I dream of awakening one dusk, staying up all night long and then walking out into the dawn.

I cannot remember what the sun feels like as it warmed my pallid skin and my cold blood.

I dream the dream of a spicy, salty, nice blood meal... right before I come out into the light!

CVD

EXCERPT FROM... "ONE HUNDRED YEARS IN THE BASEMENT"

     My name is Barham Anatolia Nowak and I own a company that demolishes old building. I have seen extremely strange things over many years of bringing down old structures. Basements of abandoned buildings hide many secrets in their dark, and often times very scary, lower levels. But nothing can compare to the secret I am keeping in the sub-basement of the present project I am working on.

     I removed three bricks from the farthest wall back in the west wing of a particular room. I sensed that there was a space behind that wall. What I found behind the brick... something so extraordinarily bizarre and frightening... has rocked my sense of reality.

     I have not told my 36 man crew of my discovery. This is my secret... and I have to solve the mystery of... it must have been there for "ONE HUNDRED YEARS IN THE BASEMENT!"  

BAN

     

EXCERPT FROM... "ONE HUNDRED YEARS IN THE BASEMENT"

'She glimmered with the bright green luminescence of a child's Glow Stick.

The closer I walked toward her, with the darkness to my back, the brighter she became.

I asked myself, "How could she survive being walled in behind hundreds of years of brick wall?"

And when she suddenly reached for me, I turned and got the hell out of that freaking basement!'

BAN

LEAKY FAUCETS

"She is satisfied at the moment.

Better to hide in the bathroom until I heal."

PAN

LEAKY FAUCETS

The blood, so rich and red and iron scented, flows like runny pudding from my neck wounds.

She bit into me too deeply tonight and the now tainted blood flow will not cease.

I dare not go back into the bedroom in this state of leaky faucet.

She might tear me apart with her bloodlust, again, and that is never a pretty sight!

PAN