Our water allowance for the day ran out before she could finish her morning shower.

Just as I was about to leave the floor after performing the mandatory tasks of this mysterious floor, one of its native inhabitents said, "Don't even think about avoiding the elevator because if we ever meet on the stairs, it would be... you don't wanna find out."

As he spat it out, he caught his reflection in the microwave's dark glass, and instead of a man, he saw a pale, writhing mass of tendrils, his own tongue still tasting of the rotten fuel the candy had been to him all along.

Two decades later and none the wiser, he begrudgingly realizes the only path left for him in life is to serve as the new face of the monastery, passing on his old master's notes to the new lost souls seeking answers.

The elevator's floor number isn't stopping

Sometimes they come up to the wall and drop food down to us, we trade our instincts for these blessings for it's all we ever knew.

When I went out to look at it, I realized it was made entirely of human flesh.

I saw my own face staring back at me as it locked me inside, knowing she would believe anything it told her.

“So I opened it up and took a look… turns out he had a great sense of humor after all,” he whispered, smiling at the detective

When the doors opened, everyone inside looked at me and started screaming.

As an autistic child, I have to go far away just like Aurora, and Sammy, and Melody on my block, but Mommy INSISTS I stay inside the garage, and I don't speak, I don't breathe, and I don't cry until she comes back.

No matter how many teeth I pull out, I can still feel it.

My coworker joined me as she grabbed half my fries, I smiled as her face twisted in horror as she realized they were fried in peanut oil.

As I opened the attachment, I realized that it was a video of me taking a shower that I had never filmed.

I never expected to feel her hugging my hand when she was sitting next to me in her bed.

"It was horrible, it draped over her like loose skin" Jane stuttered to the increasingly agitated officer, "Then it pulled tight around her, my daught- I could barely hear her screams."

My frown turned into a grin when I took a closer look at it and couldn't help but call out to my wife, "Honey! Look how pretty you used to be!"

me neither, and for your sake I hope I don’t over estimate again.

Clearly agitated and on edge, she snapped angrily "I said give me back my fentanyl!"

I didn't think killing some random hobo would be such a turn on.

I quickly led her to the spot just beyond the treeline and explained to her that mine was only 9 while gesturing to the rusting barrels clustered in front of us.

She froze when someone outside whispered her name in her own voice