Poem about a very haunting night.

My own personal feelings about the time when the reaper’s scythe was about to pierce me. Luckily I came back alive to tell the chilling story.

The magic of the eve of winter.

The eyes know.

It’s Taking Over.

An honest account of a casino experience.

What I don’t want to go through ever again.

A man investigates an old house and finds he’s not alone in the dark…

About hauntingly chilling and tense moments.

Different types of people.