The Damned Scribe
Reality Through Fiction
WELCOME, DEAR READER
It has been a while since I have felt the touch of a new mind on mine. Please, don’t mind the decor, I’m renovating, and do ignore the things reading over your shoulder. Oh, no – don’t look. They don’t like it when you look.
Short Stories
Can you hear them? Of course you do. They’re in your head. You just don’t realize they’re speaking with your own voice.
I stand in the space between reality and fiction and gaze into your world. And I see monsters.
novels
But not to worry. All will be made clear in time. Only, I think you’ll find that truth itself, is the crux of the problem.
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PART 5
Text: “Hey hun, hope you’re doing alright. Just wanted to let you know, Mikey’s cough got a lot worse. Let me know what I can give him. Thanks <3”
The text from Jim, the one...
PART FOUR
Emptiness. That’s me.
I’m a shuffling ball of nothingness, void of feeling in my arms and legs. An empty space where Cynthia should be, but instead, there’s just this husk...
PART 3
“Are you seeing this?” Sarah says from the other side of my phone’s receiver.
“Holy shit,” I mutter, looking at the thousands of likes on our video.
A couple of days ago, after...
PART 2
I rush toward the restroom, passing by the halls, orderlies, and doors full of patients. My stomach churns violently, and I barely make it to the bathroom door. As soon as I...
PART ONE
The doors are heavier than I remember. My arms strain against them; they bar my passage, but I’ve already lost too much time. I put the weight of my body into the steel. They...
Blog post #1: Welcome to The Damned Scribe
Welcome to The Damned Scribe
Ah, dear reader, you have finally come. You see, I have been waiting for you. Don’t be alarmed. It won’t help....