A horror short story that was inspired by of one of my Kult rpg characters background. Disturbing content, adult language, graphic descriptions, and horrifying situations are contained within, reader discretion is advised.
How we finally made the First Contact.
Teens and Vampires, How to tell if your Son or Daughter has Fallen for One of the Undead
A Temple of the Sun Pamphlet
Being a Decepticon is a deep and personal decision, one not taken lightly.
The Zombie Strain, as the infection was most commonly known, was actually identified as PrP-1174, a prion.
Mistakes were made, people will be held accountable
In an age of lawlessness and war, there is one man who stands up against bandits and tyranny. That man is Michael Long, aka…the Gunman
The ochre sands stretch for miles around. Something kicks up the dust. It's a yak. A desert-yak. It ambles slowly, nuzzling the ground for the low-growing shrubs. The ranger freezes. "Stay very still," he warns. "Don't move at all."
"What is it?" you ask, breathlessly.
"It's the most dangerous creature in the whole Ocadian desert. And it's about to eat that yak..."