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The elevator doors swung open as I stepped out with my head held high. Looking directly at that b*****d behind his desk, I took no time in standing a..
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It was probably a hundred. It might have been a thousand. Yeah, that was it! One thousands demons, charging out the pages of a demonic grimoire, and ..
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Looking back on the disastrous incident which befell my beloved Massacdusettes home, I can only remember the haunting faces and startling apparitions..
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Yatsu Tachinowarui stood beneath a street lamp one chilly Fukuoka night alongside his close friends and business partners, Kuruna Otoko, Kurin & ..
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It began upon a rowboat. This strange hunk of wood I found myself upon drifted through a cavern, beneath a sky of rain. Rocks to my sides sat calm ag..
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I read aloud the passage as my staggering nephew sat in front of me, grasping the arms of his study’s desk-chair and sweating with agony. Thoug..
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I always though the colorful windows of our town’s local church looked so beautiful. The priest, Father Mathieson, would always comment on how ..
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Of all the many possibilities which can befall a naive young man wandering the streets of a cold Boston town at the stroke of midnight, who would con..
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“Hello, Walter.” I said, and with a gleam of confidence in my voice the computer began to boot up with it’s beeps and start-up engi..
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I can kill any man with a thought. I cannot elaborate upon the nature of how I came to hold this fantastic ability. All I am here to do is to warn yo..
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