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Weekly Contest #326
Body Found Near Highway 1 South of Thunder Bay Thunder Bay Police are investigating after a man’s body was found 3 kilometres off the Trans-Canada Highway on Thursday evening. Police identified the man as 24-year-old Jay Davison. An autopsy will be conducted to confirm the cause of death. There are no suspects at this time.______ “What’s your greatest fear?” The low-quality audio of Jay’s podcast filled the space of his Jetta, forming the soundtrack for rapidly passing headlights and the flow of continuous traffic on the Northbound 400. The...
Weekly Contest #325
CW: Mental health, stalkingI wasn't a fan of the dark. I wasn't afraid of it per se, perhaps simply wary of the things hidden out of sight, lurking under the cover of darkness. Watching. Waiting. Like how people weren’t scared of the ocean, but rather the perilous things concealed within its shadowy depths. I didn’t mind the walk to the bus stop, even though the streetlights were blown out and the alleyways were shrouded in an inky black cloak. Because at least the streets were empty. I could feel that they were empty. My watch buzzed. Remin...
Weekly Contest #231
(sensitive content: implied abuse) “Let’s play a game.” Ryan’s voice is low and quiet, a whisper through the inky blackness of Finn’s bedroom. The room is only illuminated by a small sailboat-shaped nightlight, its blue threads of light sewing shadows on the walls. “The quiet game,” she says, “you remember that one, right?” Finn nods. It’s the same game Ryan asks him to play at night sometimes. Hide in the closet. Cover your ears. You only win if you stay quiet. Finn pretends to zip his lips shut and throw away the key. In the near-darkn...
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It was a long way to Ezra’s parents’ vacation home. The road was narrow and winding, the switchbacks crawling up the snow-laden mountains. Darkness seeped over the horizon and the shadows of trees stretched and receded as the car’s headlights cut through the inky blackness. The falling snow was reflected in the sickly yellow beams, the tunnel of white reminding Ezra of the opening of a Star Wars movie. All I Want For Christmas Is You was playing and Ezra sang along, his voice high and off-key. He put his feet on the dash despite the n...
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