Posts in Paranormal

Blood Prints     Exactly four and a half minutes, two potential solutions, and countless grumbles and complaints—from both Reapers and merpeople—later, everyone has finally dispersed, leaving the previously active scene desolate. Aside from the sound of ocean waves and rippling water, it’s completely silent—a stark contrast from the tense atmosphere just moments ago. At least it was worth it. In spite of all the chaos and unrest, the merpeople had agreed to my suggestion; the clans who are more adaptable to life on land migrate toward coastal Asia and… Read More

A Less Than Mer-ry Situation     I near the Southeast vicinity of Earth, quickly descending as I continue to phase toward my destination. I can already hear the commotion from miles away. A chorus of angry bickering and yelling echoes loudly across the dark water and into the equally dark night, and I can feel all the sound waves quickly oscillating through the misty, salty air. The sun has long set on this side of the planet, and a blanket of blue-black sky encompasses everyone and everything. It’s the… Read More

As Is Definition As Is: (Idiom) (i) In the state that something is in at the present time. (ii) In the existing circumstances, without covenants or warranties.         Yes, that’s right. Xenfromine. That’s what it was called. It was the only thing that worked whenever I had those…those…episodes. I haven’t had one in a long time, and I thank my stars constantly that those horrible days are long gone, but if I don’t do something about my resurging anxiety and restlessness right now, I have a horrible… Read More

Xenfromine       I keep my eyes on the back of the pharmacist’s head, focusing on his salt-and-pepper hair to avoid looking at his white lab coat as much as possible. I need to do everything I can to keep any and all unpleasant memories at bay while I’m in here. He disappears into one of the aisles momentarily and I continue to try to stay calm as I look around warily, finding myself surrounded by several shelves of medicine and drugs and all sorts of medical devices, therapeutic… Read More

L. T. THOMAS.       Forty-Five Minutes Later…   I find myself standing right outside a small local pharmacy as another minute rolls by. I’ve been out here for half an hour now, but it feels like forever. And I’m still shaking. Badly. Really badly. The grotesque image of that merman getting crushed by a speeding truck like a bug just keeps replaying itself in my head; the sounds and smells and colors of his death still fresh and vivid in my mind, as if I’m reliving the disturbing… Read More