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Submitted to Contest #338
It was a cold, cold night in Columbus, Ohio. Clem sat in his usual corner of Travonna, his favorite coffee shop. They were open twenty-four seven, so it wasn't strange to see him there at any hour of the day or night. He worked odd hours, and was temporarily homeless, sometimes even taking a quick cat-nap on the couch, depending on who happened to be working. Normally, he would wear headphones and listen to music while studying or working on personal projects, but tonight he wanted to listen. He wanted to hear the rhythm of this particular T...
Submitted to Contest #223
We see a figure slumped at his desk in a rundown house on the west side of Columbus. We shall call him Clem. The room reeks of last night's stale smoke and spilled beer. Clem's ragged snores cut through the air. A black dog stares at him with an air of judgement. As he starts himself awake, his flailing arm scatters a forest of empty Miller High Life cans. He looks around the room blearily, wiping away drool and attempting to clear the crust from around his eye. How late was I up? he ponders as he straightens his glasses. His head is poundin...
Submitted to Contest #221
The Fairkin Cemetery would have been the perfect setting for a horror movie. It was old and overgrown, with several spooky mausoleums near the center. Many of the graves dated back several hundred years, before the city itself had even been founded by Eugene Fairkin. Then there were the rumors of disappearances and strange goings on surrounding it. Almost all of the locals could remember stories from before they were born telling them to steer well clear of Fairkin Cemetery. Tara had recently moved into the neighborhood next to the cemetery....
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