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Halloween 2015 Contest Winners

We are happy to announce the winners of this year’s Halloween contest! The contest’s theme was "family," and we really enjoyed seeing how each writer worked the idea of familial entanglements into their story. No matter which way your seasonal taste leans (personally, we feel that APPLE CIDER RULES, PUMPKIN SPICE DROOLS), there’s bound be […]

On The Menu

Garat glared out the forward screen, trying to maintain focus. He shifted in his seat, relieving the numbness in his backside. The seat padding had been worn down over the years to almost nothing, matching the general shabbiness of the vehicle. His beard was unshaven, his hair uncombed, his clothes a crumpled mess from two […]


In the Scottish Highlands, loyalty to family and clan was the highest virtue. Inverawe had been a place of peace, surrounded by Duncan Campbell’s extended family, and thus safe from the turmoil of warring highland clans; but there was a dark side to Inverawe, and it was not merely the steep part of the glens […]

Virtually Dead

@LuzMarian squawked: @UBCTeam, what harm does virtual sex do? You’d know if you did the slightest bit of digging. See my talk with former addict @TZ_Thomas if you want to know what UBC is missing. #endexploitation #notagame #realsex @LongJohn replied: @LuzMarian, y r hottest chicks always prudes? #tragic #feelthepoke @Justice_League replied: @LuzMarian, typical repressive nonsense […]

A Cabin in the Dark

In the darkness of the cabin, thirty-eight-year-old Wes Carver sat at the kitchen table and stared at the picture of his wife Claire and six-year-old daughter Lily, smiling from the screen of his cell phone. His two beauties had been gone now for an entire year, killed last Halloween by a trucker who lost consciousness […]

Children of Whitechapel

September 7, 1888 London, England Elizabeth’s husband walked through the kitchen door of their modest home along St. Andrew’s Square. Or rather he stumbled through the door, drunk as a skunk and smelling like one too. His blond hair was mussed and a good amount of blood stained the front of his shirt. This had […]

Family Reunion

It was overcast and early when Paul parted the creaky gate and entered the cemetery. The day after Halloween. The fake ghouls had departed, leaving behind orange streamers and the occasional condom. The cemetery was old and not without character–some ironist had awarded it four stars on Yelp–but the novelty had dulled over repeated visits. […]

Saturday’s Children

I’m not superstitious, but part of me blames that broken mirror. The guys had made it a running joke for the last few days. Alice gets slammed into a funhouse mirror by a rampaging ghoul, we all make jokes about her seven years of bad luck, even though she managed to take said ghoul’s head […]

PreTeena October 26-November 1, 2015

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Week Forty-Seven: The McCarthy Error

It was a beautiful fall day and, for once, I was happy to go to work. I had a spring in my step and an extra sprinkle of free-trade nutmeg in my soy latte. I had the sort of peace and contentment that you only get the morning after a Republican makes a mistake. I […]