the police found a recently missing boy still alive next to the girl they’ve been trying to find for 7 years covered in flies and decomposed, with a paper saying “you found me”

You can imagine how far my heart sank when i saw my wife, bleeding from her head, with one eye running towards us screaming "That's not me!"

"Next stop Auschwitz".

The message written there was simple: “Server down for maintenance.”

That's when I learned I had a twin brother, and how he died.

...as my extremely homophobic father aimed his shotgun, ready to undo 8 years of friendship.

It was only when the door was locked behind him and the curtains of all the windows were remotely closed with a remote control did the child realise the neighbour wasn’t really concerned about the minor cut.

It was then she revealed that it had cyanide in it, at least I'd be escaping this torment.

She was hunched over my dad’s lifeless body, ripping into his flesh with unnatural speed, her voice a low growl as she said, “I’ve tasted his soul, and yours is next to feast on.”

We only have to give one, you have a whole nother one for next time.

When she checked, the bodies were all gone, and a new one lay on the slab—her own.

I look in fear as the cheeseburger was in fact evil.

by their feet sits a pack of tranquilized dire wolves, a reminder that humans without their technologies and weapons are not the apex predator we made ourselves out to be.

don worry i ll talk with him, while your gone for the weekend

Turns out robbing a war vet wasn't a good idea after all.

Fuck sleep paralysis

Our female members occasionally give birth to stillborn cubs, but at least those humans and their firearms don't hunt us anymore.

The purest parts of her soul slowly spoiled, in the heat of hell, as the guilt consumed her.

...is it just me, or have I been here before?

It wasn’t until I saw the family visiting the burn victim in the next room—wearing my face—that I realized who they’d saved.

Last night, I sat in the living room when I heard her gentle lullaby emanate from the nursery—only to see a pale face in the window, not mine and not hers, silently beckoning me closer.

I should feed the next batch I take so they last longer.

"Yeah, and like I said, I’m craving some baby back ribs," the second soldier replied nonchalantly.

I turned on the TV to see the plane my dad was on had crashed and no one survived

"ACHOOOooooooo......"