blairehawthorne

A series of short stories about the horrors of the material world, the fear of the unknown, and a general glimpse of the fragility of the human psyche. 

Witness the tales of several people as they face adversaries beyond human comprehension. Where does the monster truly lies: inside or outside? 

If two worlds collide, both will reign in each other's chaos. Do you place your trust in your own understanding of the world? Welcome dear visitor, welcome to a spectacle you never know of.

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"And then I saw it. 

Taking his phone is not a wise decision after all. 

Even my jaw dropped and my brows furrowed after seeing it. I understand. The hasty beating of my heart fills my body with unfathomable chill because I completely understand now."
- a short excerpt from Vol. 1, A Serenade for the Innocent

A Serenade for the Innocent

<p>"Now, let's look at the scoreboard, shall we?" Lucas said as he looked behind to see the current scores of the people in the glass hall. There, a table with the contestants' names and a number accompanying them is flashing brightly towards us. "Ooooh! Keizer with 2 points! He's currently leading in the game, and I bet he's more than excited to die. I suggest shitting your pants while facing the camera! It worked like a charm last time! Meanwhile, the salesman has one point, which is not bad at all!" Lucas then tightened his lips and shrugged while looking blankly into the floor.</p>

<p>"Yeah. It's easy to mend that amount of points difference if you say something bad about Martin Luther King Jr." Timmy uttered with an affirming smile as he nodded upon seeing the scores on the screen.</p>

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