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Write a story from the point of view of a ghost, werewolf, vampire, or other supernatural creature.

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The Protracted, Peculiar, and Probably Quite Pointless Trial of Bertie Masturbine

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Winner of Contest #329 🏆

Rather than enjoying the miracle of life, humankind has generally chosen the opposite – they have tried to understand it. More specifically, since the first caveman scribbled on the walls of his home, humankind has questioned what comes afterwards. Broadly, there are three schools of thought. Some think there’s nothing. Logical, if a bit dull. Some ‘don’t believe in, like, heaven and hell and all that stuff but feel, y’know, like there must be something out there, like, death can’t be the end, right?’ This is the most insufferable school of ...

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Vielle Vignes

Submitted to Contest #329

From the depths of the damp Limestone cave, a fine vintage was selected. The cellarmaster carefully decanted out the Caramel amber liquid away from the coagulated sediments. I chuckled at the ceremony, as it reminded me of a monocled mad scientist; The oversized beaker, iron apparatus that cradled the mold covered Jeroboam, a reeded silver funnel- lined with a virgin handkerchief, and a vigil candle below the bottle's neck. Hell of a ritual, just for a drink. I fiddled with the Solutrean flint pendant around my neck, out of boredom. “A glass...

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The Cat and the Demon

Submitted to Contest #329

Being a demon has its perks. For instance, the current human really needs sleep, yet it’s far too entertaining watching him spiral over that date he had six years ago. This is worth every lost hour.The girl wasn’t even special. But the shame? Oh, exquisite.I remind him of his awkwardness every time he starts believing things are going well. Can’t have a talented human like him gaining confidence now, can we?“You farted in front of her and blamed an old lady.”His mind plummets straight into the what-ifs. Beautiful.“You’re useless. You’re soci...

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Midnight Merchandisers

Submitted to Contest #329

I’ve been dead for fifty-six years, but I’ll tell you the truth: nothing in the afterlife prepared me for the chaos of a poorly arranged thrift store. When the last customer shuffles out, and the staff clicks off the lights, I rise through the linoleum floor, like an avenging retail superhero, minus the detestable spandex, of course, and get straight to work.Sweaters and tops need to be sorted by color, not size; coffee mugs need to be arranged by season. It's nearly Christmas now, so snowflake and Santa cups will be front and center. Shoes ...

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Shadow in the Dark

Submitted to Contest #329

I have walked the edges of humanity since long before there were names for shadows like me. Born not from darkness, but from the first unspoken wound, I emerged in the space where truth is swallowed and tears go unheard. I am older than memory, older than fear itself, older even than the instinct that tells a child to hide under the covers when the night becomes too quiet. Humans have called me many things through the centuries; Omen, nightmare, demon, watcher. They fear me only because I carry what they cannot. Every burden I take becomes a...

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A Sin for the Ages

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A Sin for the Ages“Confession is good for the soul.”-Scottish proverb. The lights were still shining through the stained-glass windows of St. Peter’s. Every second Tuesday of the month, Father O’Brien heard evening confessions for sinners who couldn’t take off from work if their souls depended on it. He was old school. The penitent took their place in a cramped cubicle and unloaded their transgressions on the elderly priest behind the curtain. Presumed anonymity loosens the lips and bares the soul.The lines had been long that night. It was t...

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Cinnamon and Coffee

Submitted to Contest #329

“Hey, are you alright?” a voice asks me, waking me from my sleep. She smells like cinnamon and coffee. But I wasn’t just asleep. I was on the way to dying. For a second time, I suppose. I mean, I was already dead. But that’s the strange thing about being a vampire– you very well may end up dying twice. I hear the rustle of a plastic grocery bag and I open my eyes to blinding sunlight. “Oh god!” I wail, slapping my palm over my suffering eyes. “How is it morning already?” I can feel the sun sapping my energy. Everything hurts. I am always hid...

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The Wereman

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Working late had become the rule for me lately, more so than the exception. I didn’t want to think about what made poring over files into the wee hours of the morning more appealing than being at home, so instead I poured two more fingers of bourbon into my glass and took another sip. The night felt darker this time of year, and when the streetlight outside of my office flickered off, robbing me of the free illumination I counted on to keep as much cash in my pocket as I could, I grunted a mild huff of discontent. I leaned over to switch on ...

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R.A.T.S.

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It was, as they say, a dark and stormy night. A full moon always marked the first night of preschool at the Regional Academy of Terror and the Supernatural. Despite relentless cloud cover, this year’s moon stood sentry as lightning rumbled throughout the evening sky. This was traditionally a time of raised spirits, and the anthem howl of resident werewolves was fitting welcome as families made their way up Ghoul Hill.The school grounds boasted a monstrous haunted oak where vampire children could hang for nightly naps. Fledgling ghosts and go...

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Count Dracula’s perspective on his age and his early memories

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Count Dracula’s perspective on his age and his early memories The year was 7823. To God’s great surprise and unpredicted even by the most prominent politicians five millennia ago (who forecasted much doom and gloom during the 3rd millennium AD), the Planet Earth was still blue when viewed from deep space. At that time, Dracula, the Eternal, Grand Master of the Undead, and the world’s most famous and infamous vampire, was celebrating his 5672nd birthday. Over 2000 years passed in just 7 days, from the initial fuss to the moment God could ma...

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THE YAKSHA ASKED AGAIN

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THE YAKSHA ASKED AGAIN(A mythological fiction inspired by the “Yaksha Prashna” dialogue found in the Vana Parva of the Hindu epic Mahabharata)--------------------------The region of Dwaitavana around the Yaksha Sarovar had been quiet for ages. The trees stood still, and the lake’s surface did not move unless it wanted to. Ordinary people never reached this place, as an old illusion kept them out.The Yaksha who guarded the Sarovar was not just any spirit.In Hindu mythology, Yaksha are guardian beings tied to a place and a duty.This Yaksha’s t...

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The Night Porter

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The Night Porter As he entered the kitchen the night porter wished he could sigh. Working the night shift suited him because he didn’t sleep, and he loved the sweet quiet of darkness. He wondered at the need for all the lights illuminating the night in cacophony. As if we were kids scared of the dark. So, he made the rounds to check no lights had been left on. And of course, the light at the back, towards the walk-in fridge, was on, as per usual. The idea of a room that was also a fridge where you hang meat and store food as if they were cl...

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Manmade Creature

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Awaking in agony should have been the first sign that I was not meant to be on this earth.It was a dark and stormy night, lightning flashing across the blackened sky as thunder cracked moments later, rumbling the whole tower with its terrible wrath.The excruciating, electric currents rushing through every single one of my nerves caused my body to jolt violently as white hot pain roiled within me, setting off the synapses in my brain, and the stench of burnt flesh hit my nose when I finally rose from what seemed like an eternal slumber.Throbb...

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Yin

Submitted to Contest #329

The seductive monochrome of night is all I know. A dog does not know that its master sees the world differently. All that matters is that its master sees him. And feeds him of course. Our connections serve a purpose. I read once that there are people who do not remember their childhood. An early form of dementia no one likes to talk about even though few recover from such an affliction. A gentle tsunami of trauma gifted to the child by an earthquake of an adult who did not find it within themselves to be a parent. People speak of love. An i...

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Ghost in the machine

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The call center smelled of burnt coffee and desperation, which, after three centuries of existence, I could confirm was the universal scent of human futility. The fluorescent lights hummed above my cubicle, casting everything in a shade of greenish misery that made even the living look half-dead.I adjusted my headset. 3:47 AM."Thank you for calling TechSupport Solutions, my name is Trevor. How may I assist you this evening?"The voice on the other end belonged to a man who sounded like he'd been gargling gravel and disappointment. "My bloody ...

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