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Don't worry, I'll protect them from the horror...
Even as I give it to them!

RLJ



Tuesday, June 30, 2015

I TOLD EVERYBODY YOU WERE DEAD (AN EXCERPT)


In this new world order paradigm,
The dead might come back to animated undead... after the fact.
What do they do when the come back to undead?
Where do they go when they come back as the undead?
How long will they stay undead before they die... again?
And what do I do when... I Told Everybody You Were Dead?

DDL









I TOLD EVERYBODY YOU WERE DEAD  (AN EXCERPT)

...I drove all the way up to Seattle from Longview to attend your funeral, Misty.
I watched them lower your casket deep down into the soggy soil as your mother openly wept.
After the ceremony, I comforted your dad... before I got in my car and drove back home.
I've already told everybody you were dead... so, why are you standing here in my doorway?...

DDL

Monday, June 29, 2015

AN OCEAN OF RISK TAKING


Don't go in the ocean!
The sharks are attacking and eating people!
Why in the hell are you allowing your kids to splash about the danger?
Silly people engaging in... An Ocean Of Risk Taking!

RLJ









AN OCEAN OF RISK TAKING

The 9 foot long Bull Shark just ate the last of the Anchovies off this North Carolina beach.
It has no way of knowing that human meddling has depleted the food sources it feeds upon.
And so, as it cruises the warm waters just off the white sand shoreline, it notices an inviting food source.
Too bad for the cocky humans splashing in its ocean... what of an arm or a leg sacrificed to its hunger?

RLJ


Sunday, June 28, 2015

THE HISTORY OF A SOUTH CAROLINA OAK TREE


The horrid past of this place,
Swept under the rugs of time and shame and obstinance,
Continues to present living symbols that still reek of black men's blood and death.
Here is one example...
The History Of A South Carolina Oak Tree!

RLJ









THE HISTORY OF A SOUTH CAROLINA OAK TREE

(Charleston, South Carolina)


The men cheered, and the women supported their exuberance, as they all watched the man die!
Just another dead negro who thought he had the right to bust his chains and escape his master.
Oak Trees make the best platforms to hang a man from... the reminder continues to grow for centuries.
They grow well in the South Carolina sun and humidity... with lots of negro blood in the soil for fertilizer!

RLJ


Saturday, June 27, 2015

RUNNING WITH THE WOLVES


There was something wild and earthy about Jaci that first drew Sam to her.
He could not help himself when first they met...
He was hopelessly in love!
Was it her Tupi Native American spirit?
Was it her exotic beauty?
Was it her spiritual bond with nature evident in her beautiful garden?
Or, was it the danger inherent to a woman,
Under the full moon,
Who can be found... Running With The Wolves!

SLL 










RUNNING WITH THE WOLVES

Honey, I'm not the only one like me in existence... you already know that fact about me.
There's actually an entire race of beings like me who once ruled the Americas from coast to coast.
Oh, we are now definitely scattered here and there, but... I can feel their feral call every full moon.
And yes, tonight is the first night of this Autumn's full moon... and I'll be running the woods tonight!

SLL

Friday, June 26, 2015

THE SWORD THAT JUSTIFIES INJUSTICE


Another American racist punk kills more black American people.
This one creates world wide horror by debasing nine lives in their church.
That punk is still alive!
And like all domestic horror terrorists,
Who target black Americans,
 He used... The Sword That Justifies Injustice?

RLJ








THE SWORD THAT JUSTIFIES INJUSTICE

In olden times, it was the sword that bit with sharpened edges to bring justice to what was wrong.
In modern times, the gun has replaced the sword that divides the justice from the injustice.
Any piss poisoned fuck can take a gun and crash sober reality and throw it back to the dark ages.
Oh, what horror be stopped in its tracks if the sword could cut off gun possessed hands, retroactively!

RLJ


Thursday, June 25, 2015

CAMERA TRAPS


Creaking sounds in the closets of the bedrooms.
Overturned furniture in the corners of the living room.
The sounds of giggling in the dark basement.
Something cold and startling touching you in the dark of the night.
The handiwork of something invisible, scary... and tangible.
Two years later and incidents continue to frighten... it is time for some --
Camera Traps!

KML










CAMERA TRAPS

Robert Caxton knew in his bones that his family was being stalked by something supernatural.
For two years, it has eluded his ardent discovery of any hard physical evidence of its presence.
Last week, a eureka flash of insight exploded in his mind... buy four camera traps and hide them well.
The camera trap horror of horrors he just witnessed on his laptop... maybe he should have stayed ignorant!

KML

Wednesday, June 24, 2015

WHAT SOME SAY (AN EXCERPT)


A human being...
All full of blood and life and warmth...
What does he know about being undead?
Myth and hyperbole can get you... eaten!
It is all about... What Some Humans Say!

CLD 








WHAT SOME HUMANS SAY  (AN EXCERPT)

...Some humans say that being a vampire is cheating death.
How so, I ask, as I scurry away from the sunlight like a rat running from a broom?
Few vampires actually asked to be turned into the undead.
Actually, most vampires are so angry because they ARE cursed with a fate worse than death!...

CLD

Tuesday, June 23, 2015

THE FIRE IN MY LEGS


(Reposted today because,
Like so many black men before me,
This is a fictional example story of my real life life horror... today!")


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Gary Jones simply assumes the risk,
When he walks along the sidewalks of his country town.
Its not pimps or whores or gangs that frightened him the most out here after dark.
He is afraid of one thing only... these country white policemen with guns already drawn.
"By bullet or by baton, here I go again out into the day," Gary moaned earlier in the morn, as usual.
"As a constant reminder, I'll always remember... The Fire In My Legs!"

GBJ






THE FIRE IN MY LEGS  (AN EXCERPT)

(Litttle River, S.C.)


I heard several gun shots go off before I felt the burning pain in the back of my leg!
I also felt the pain before I heard the cop's words demanding that I stop walking!
"On your knees, Nigra!" Came the awful words from close behind me as I fell face first to the damp grass!
As I lay writhing in pain, my face inches from dog shit, I realized this was going to be another long South Carolina night!

GBJ

Monday, June 22, 2015

SOME IDEAS ARE JUST PLAIN STUPID


Pascal has a problem.
Some of the neighborhood wildlife are literally eating parts of his sports car.
And, he is not happy about it.
He devised a plan to get revenge while killing the culprits.
Obviously, he did not calculate the full ramifications of his actions.
He will soon find out that... Some Ideas Are Just Plain Stupid!

ASM











SOME IDEAS ARE JUST PLAIN STUPID


Pascal Martin slammed the side of his right fist down onto the metal frame above the radiator of his car.
He was looking under the hood... fretting over the chewed up wires and insulation around the engine... again!
"When did squirrels discover a taste for the materials in the wires under the hood of my car?" He asked like a curse.
"Well two can play this game," he whispered to himself as he spread the sticky strychnine all over the chewed-up wires!

ASM 

Sunday, June 21, 2015

SHADES OF BLOOD RED


So many rotted walking dead monsters to kill!
Nothing but free time to kill them with.
And, oh yea... the instrument of delivering death to the already dead?
A trusty, filed razor sharp blade to see all those... Shades Of Blood Red!

MIK









SHADES OF BLOOD RED

All 42 inches of the polished steel in her trusty machete blade dripped mahogany with zombie carrion!
Hands were sliced off, knees were hacked through, necks were severed... and all continued to stalk her!
Mary Steen knows this zombie invasion is supernatural based... kill the brain and the parts stop moving!
Mary has caused so much carnage today that she cannot figure what head matches what body parts!

MIK


Saturday, June 20, 2015

A DEADLY DEADLINE


People flirt with an instant death by electrocution every day.
Every time you plug in an appliance into the wall,
For example,
 You are flirting with a dangerous monster.
But working on your computer during a raging electrical storm?
Now, that's just freaking crazy!
You are flirting with A Deadly Deadline!

RLJ








A DEADLY DEADLINE

An electrical storm rages outside the window to my den... positioned 10 feet from my back.
This explosive thunder, and this plasma bright lightening, is actually the beginning of a bigger storm.
I'm now typing away on my laptop, to meet my story deadline... before my fingers are fried by a lightening strike.
Holy crap, that was a lightening blast into the tree right outside my window... type faster fingers, before...

RLJ

Friday, June 19, 2015

JUST ONE MORE PROFILE OF EVIL


Still another mass shooting of black people in America.
Still another church degregated by the murdered victim's blood splattered all over the walls.
Still another Caucasian male murdering black people for racist sport.
Still... Just One More Profile Of Evil!

RLJ










JUST ONE MORE PROFILE OF EVIL

Its the bald head or the beady eyes or the red neck tattoos or the brainwashing from racist relatives!
Its the isolation of the deep south or the gun culture in their souls or the religion deep in dark snake magic!
Its the lead tainted alcohol or the mangy hound dog in the front yard or the Confederate flag on the porch!
It is the craving for the days of the slavery south... when the Niggers knew their place... in a time of backward horror!

RLJ

Thursday, June 18, 2015

SOLAR LENTIGO


What in the hell is Solar Lentigo?
Oh, you'll eventually know what it is.
You're a young, cocky fuck right now...
With your pretty skin and your hot face and your big boobs and your bitchy ego!
But like every human being before you...
You'll take the hit to your ego, and your soul, when you finally come to terms with...
Solar Lentigo!

CAL









SOLAR LENTIGO

Whoever it was that invented the term Liver Spots was a prophetic bastard, indeed!
Liver Spots appear on the human body as advanced age begins to fuck one's cellular structures!
I don't want to die, goddamn it... especially because I do not believe in the horrors of god, or an afterlife!
Today, my first Liver Spot on my face... tomorrow, my first date with this bottle of skin lightener!

CAL


Wednesday, June 17, 2015

JUNKIE TRUST


That's a sick man dying right there on the street.
There's blood and white powder and horror all around him.
I bet he recently engaged in a little... Junkie Trust!

DLJ










JUNKIE TRUST

Lomax Jackson is down on his knees vomiting blackened blood from his mouth and raw nose!
Lomax just snorted a huge mount of white street powder he thought was sweet white cocaine!
But this horrid shit bubbling from his nostrils was something diabolical, corrosive and awful!
"You can't trust a Garbage Head these days!" He swore, as he vomited his tongue onto the dirty pavement!

DLJ

Tuesday, June 16, 2015

A GUN AT THE BOTTOM OF THE RABBIT HOLE


When the 70% majority blames the 12% minority for all its ills,
Including the majority's mental health deficiencies,
The obvious conclusion for the majority is to find...
A Gun At The Bottom Of The Rabbit Hole!

EEL








A GUN AT THE BOTTOM OF THE RABBIT HOLE

Mitchell fell down to the bottom of the rabbit hole early this morning.
Sitting in the blackness, he polished his .38 Special and filled it with bullets.
He shot dead a lot of people later on in the afternoon before a police sniper put a bullet through his brain.
Asking his wild haired father why?... "You try to get a white male mental health these days!" Was his sordid reply.

EEL

Monday, June 15, 2015

THE SKIN I'M IN


I am Dustin Jones.
I am one of the few human survivors of still another nature apocalypse!
The scourge of the earth became horrifyingly more deadly by nature's evolution!
It happened one year...
And, before we knew it...
Death claimed the USA from shore to shore!
Lucky me...
By the protections of...
The Skin I'm In!

RKM










THE SKIN I'M IN

(Southport, N.C)

I'm living testimony to the fact that the most important organ of my body is my brown skin.
East coast mosquitoes mutated back in 2117 to become deadly venom carrying monster vectors.
Now, in 2159, these always on-the-move monstrosities have murdered hundreds of millions of people.
I'm one of the rare humans resistant to the death scourge... all because of the composition of the skin i'm in!

RKM 

Sunday, June 14, 2015

WHO SAID WORDS CAN'T HURT YOU


Sam has a whole lot of insensitive people in her young life.
She is so tired of being told by those people that "Words cannot hurt you."
Well, she has found the means to prove to them that words can hurt you.
With a smile on her face, she whispers... Who Said Words Can't hurt You?

SAB









WHO SAID WORDS CAN'T HURT YOU

Samantha Brewer, as usual, is presently found occupying  the back corner of her favorite downtown book store.
The owners actually reserve that far back corner for her to snuggle into when she comes in every day after school.
Today, Samantha is doing what she usually does as she occupies her ebon shadowed corner of the store...
She is reading eldritch passages from the "Book Of Revenge Spells"... the ones that torments her bullying enemies!

SAB 

Saturday, June 13, 2015

IS MY YOKAI A CURSE, OR A BLESSING


Margie can set on my chest and look into my eyes anytime she pleases.
I am hers and she is mine.
Others cannot understand our love, and why it exists.
Some of them have asked...
Is My Yokai A Curse, Or A Blessing!

SAM










IS MY YOKAI A CURSE, OR A BLESSING

Margie, my ancient Turkish Angora Cat, has been my personal guardian since I got her years ago.
She has saved my life from outside forces wanting to do me harm... too many times to count.
Some men call her a cat from hell, some women have referred to her as a monster demon!
During the full moon, when she reveals herself to me as Bakeneko, she tells me why I am the only human she can ever love!

SAM


Friday, June 12, 2015

THUNDER IN THE DISTANCE


Do you really believe the ancient gods ever left earth behind?
No... some of them walk among you right now.
They might even be your best friend.
Some of them willingly stay on earth.
Others are here on temporary terms.
They are the ones who fear the day they are called home...
By the sounds of ominous Thunder In The Distance!

AMO









THUNDER IN THE DISTANCE

Why, oh why, am I so afraid of the portentous sounds of thunder approaching in the distance?
Sensei-Master Raijin warned me that he would eventually come back to earth to take me back home.
I've grown to covet my centuries long time here on earth as it's current weather god... but, my time is nearly done.
Modern man has ravaged this planet... and there is no need for me here... and so, I fear the approaching thunder every time!

AMO

Thursday, June 11, 2015

RH-NULL


You know it when you smell it.
It is the food item of which you would do anything to take a bite of.
Would you commit a violent savage murder to possess said food?
Hell yes... and you cannot wait to taste the Rh-null all over your face!

MOO









RH-NULL

Max Dragula is out on the darkened 11:30 P.M. street looking for his midnight meal of human blood.
A sudden heady scent of something rare, desirous and delicious suddenly stopped him dead in his tracks.
He knows what is is because all vampires know, by instinct, when the rarest of blood elixirs is present.
  The vampire ambrosia is an Rh-null blood type victim... and, there she is... oh, this is going to be a glorious night!

MOO


Wednesday, June 10, 2015

THE HUNT FOR WHAT YOU CANNOT SEE


Mary is a huntress.
She has a very unconventional way of tracking her prey.
Her prey is very dangerous, indeed.
But she is often in The Hunt For What You Cannot See!

MWL










THE HUNT FOR WHAT YOU CANNOT SEE

To Mary Gates, taking candid picture shots with her pocket camera was like a treasure hunt.
Day and night, she took pictures of people and objects... to upload them to her computer later on.
What she really looked for, though, were photos with non-photo-receptive vampires in the frame.
Then, she put down the camera and pulled out the hunting equipment... vampire hunting equipment, that is.

MWL

Tuesday, June 9, 2015

A DELICIOUS FEELING, INDEED



A mysterious force of mystical nature is bringing back the murdered dead!
It is influencing the newly arisen to hunt down their murderers and enact revenge!
And, the force is allowing the undead to enjoy murdering the murderer...
By inflicting fear into the heart of the murderer before he dies at the hands of his former victim!
And it is A Delicious Feeling, indeed!

MJA








A DELICIOUS FEELING, INDEED

Take it from me, a once alive 21 year old woman, you don't want to walk a N.C. mile in my shoes.
That proverbial mile takes me from the swampy grave my murdered body was buried in... up to Wilmington.
I am alive again, like several murdered women before me, reborn undead to track down my killer!
I can see him in my mind right now... stalking his next prey... unaware I am walking miles to murder him back!

MJA


Monday, June 8, 2015

WHATEVER WORKS


Sometimes only a shot of pain can bring one back to the day.
Oh well, Whatever Works!

FMM








WHATEVER WORKS

Well, I'm facing another late night deadline and I still haven't broken out of my writers block.
The thoughts are inside the walls of my mind... trying to break through the metaphysical bricks.
But there is something there holding back the progress and I don't have a clue how to get it back.
Drugs haven't worked, alcohol hasn't worked... perhaps, if I stab myself in the leg with this knife?

FMM

Sunday, June 7, 2015

MY TOMORROW IS MY YESTERDAY (AN EXCERPT)


And here it is, Dear Readers...
FOURTH LINE OF HORROR story # 365!

Holy Shit, what an undertaking!
A story every day for 365 days!

But this is just the beginning, folks.
Starting tomorrow,
I begin working toward the next 365 horror tales for your pleasure.
See you then.

And now today's tale:

MY TOMORROW IS MY YESTERDAY  (AN EXCERPT)

RLJ


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I am on the run from agents of my government who want to control my powers...
Or, kill me if I will not comply.
I've watched four friends of mine die in pain at the hands of government scientists.
They wanted what was inside our bodies to use for their personal purposes.
The process of extraction killed the all.
I've escaped my captors and by the pieces of meteor embedded in my body,
I will kill myself before I allow them to dissect me like a frog in a classroom.
I'll outwit them, for, I have gained control of my body!
I see the future,
And drag it into my past,
Meaning... My Tomorrow Is My Yesterday!

DSP









MY TOMORROW IS MY YESTERDAY  (AN EXCERPT)

...My name is Dmitry Popova... and I am what is now known as a Human Time Transendor!
I am one of five men, of hundreds injured, who were struck by pieces of the Chelyabinsk meteor in 2013.
Those pieces of unknown space material changed the five of us into inhuman creatures displaced in time.
We exist in tomorrow... making our present our yesterday... and our story is a real Russian horror spectacle!...

DSP


Saturday, June 6, 2015

ON A DIFFERENT WAVELENGTH


This is the 364th entry into this Horrorwalker World horror anthology exercise.
Oh, so many horror quatrains!
Tomorrow, I will post my 365th entry... one year in the making.
I have not even tapped a fraction of the horror foam off the horror wave crest.
Here's to tomorrow's entry...
And the next 365 Fourth Line Of Horror horror tales for your perusal.
And now, today's horror entry:

ON A DIFFERENT WAVELENGTH

RLJ


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The innocence of youth is the bane of horror.
Horror needs an imagination already corrupted by irrational fear in order to fester.
It needs an adult mind...
An infected adult mind once a child's mind...
On A Different Wavelength!

ALK









ON A DIFFERENT WAVELENGTH

Most adults, in the Horrorwalker World, forget the scary things they see and hear as children.
Something inside adult minds switches off the childhood horror images their minds can no longer handle.
For the few adults who can tap into the mental wavelength of their youths... horror and wonder awaits.
Look there... your imaginary friend who told you to kill your entire family... he's back in your life to play with you!

ALK

Friday, June 5, 2015

TAKEN DOWN, PLASMODIUM STYLE


Nature really punched human beings in the mouth by making them so fragile.
They are so brittle and frail that they can be...
Taken Down, Plasmodium Style!

ZWP









TAKEN DOWN, PLASMODIUM STYLE

Holy crap, that hospital stay was one hell of a painful nightmare of an experience.
I was taken down in Cuba by a simple vexing beast with the grotesque name, Mosquito!
Malaria is a real son-on-a-bitch... it laid me out on my back like a dead man for a week!
The sweat, the cramps, the pain, the horror... but, the sweet hallucinations... better than that acid I dropped in college!

ZWP

Thursday, June 4, 2015

WELCOME TO MY TIME MACHINE


True horror exists in the notion of state's rights!
When the states have full power its politician's evil natures arise.
Half of the state's demand state's rights...
Look at the pure evil racist horror being openly touted today!
The horror is real!
Welcome To My Time Machine!

RLJ










WELCOME TO MY TIME MACHINE

I own a time machine that isn't a machine at all... it is actually an organic organ inside my body!
My time machine is my brain... and it is my imagination that carries me forward and backward in time!
Other people have a time machine inside their bodies... some use it for good, some use it for bad.
To politicians using their time machines to take people of color backward... may you rot in hell, you evil racist bastards!

RLJ


Wednesday, June 3, 2015

TAR HEELS BURN


I am Peter Dillon Jones!
I love the state of my birth!
But, evil has embraced the capital city!
And because of that hell hot devilment... Tar Heels Burn!

PDJ










TAR HEELS BURN

I awoke in the middle of the night in a drenching cold sweat and a sand dry mouth!
I screamed like a banshee as my mind ripped away the layers of the nightmare embracing me!
My terror came in the realization that I was not in the flaming pit of unholy hell inside my nightmare dream!
My horror came in the sickening realization that I was still stuck in real hell on earth -- North Carolina!

PDJ

Tuesday, June 2, 2015

LIGHTNING BURN


Remember the things your mamma told you as life's warnings?
Things like, 'Look both ways before crossing a street.'
Or, 'Don't look directly at the sun.'
Oh, and yea... this one... 'Don't stand under a tree during a storm.'
You really want to avoid, at all costs... Lightning Burn!

MDL 








LIGHTNING BURN


The lightning strike passed through Matt Lowly's body like a hot javelin through warm water.
The force of the thunder storm's electricity blew the soles from the bottom of his raw, blistered feet!
He felt like shit, for sure... he was nearly boiled alive from the inside out as he now lies on the wet grass.
As another thunder clap boomed, he realized... "This goddamn Oak Tree beside me is my enemy!"

MDL

Monday, June 1, 2015

THE TABLE TURNED


Funny thing about staying awake for half a week...
Comes the hallucinations and the narcolepsy!
And if the brain suddenly shuts itself off for relief...
One might find The Table Turned!

PCS









THE TABLE TURNED

What is real horror?
Try staying up for three days straight as you obsessively stalk your prey.
The woman in the silhouette of the bedroom window is going to be your next serial killer victim.
But, she saw you hiding in the bush... asleep... and now four cops are choking you to death.

PCS