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Alone on my boat, the fishing line pulls taught and I feel tapping on my shoulder.
That's the last time I fish in Insmouth.

The smiling man is still outside.
Internet and phones won't work.
I'm out of food.
Is that knocking?
It won't be long now.

I should take my wife to get lengthy dental procedures more often. It seems to be a productive experience.

Don't be silly. Curses aren't real; I'm just going grey early.
And bald.
And wrinkly.
Ok, fine, let's go find that gypsy.

Oh no! I've twisted my ankle and fallen while running in high heels!
Chomp Slurp
Psycho killers really do taste the best.

Whatever you do: Don't. Move.
Tough crowd. Buncha stiffs out there.
It's really dead tonight.
I love being a mortition.

Have you ever had one of those days where you're stuck in your own body watching yourself do terrible things?
Me neither.

You won't believe the day I had!
Lots of prank calls about killer clowns.
Wow, that is some, uh, intetesting makeup dear.

My goodness! There's a giant bug on your...oh, my mistake. That's just a brain leach.
I...I'm so sorry.
Do you need a hug?

Maybe if I stand still it won't see me.
Nope, I guess that's just movie dinosaurs.
I wonder how much blood I actually need?

It's not the quiet ones you have to watch out for; it's the ones hiding in your closet.
Do you actually wear these anymore?

"Is it time?"
"Not anymore," utters the figure cloaked in black. As linear time unwinds, start to things confusing get.

The moon rises. Bones extrude into cement, muscle to wood, and flesh to dry wall. I realize now; my friend is a werehouse.

Not even light escapes from a black hole and yet scientists gape at the message from an impossible signal: "See you soon"

"Will it hurt?" Wilbur asked.
Cheeks wet, Billy lifted the syringe "I tried to tell you. Horses aren't supposed to talk"

eric_marsh wrote: ↑

Tue Aug 21, 2018 7:11 pm

Good one. It would be nice if there were more discussions in this forum. Hopefully people will come back.

Thanks! Maybe if Norm mentions the forums in his prelaunch relaunch podcasts...know anyone with a direct line to Mr Sherman? Wishful thinking I'm sure, but one can hope.

Something strange happened on the way to work this morning. I had just finished crossing the street when I heard a man yelling and turned around. I swear I even heard him shout my name as he ran in my direction, waving his arms the whole way. For some odd reason, he reminded me of my father. That po...

I liked it! It was simple yet morbid and the last sentence made me giggle. Good job on your first drabble!

That was really cool! Great images! I though the same thing: The Drabblecast is coming back? Time to write my first drabble and a twabble to boot!

Thanks! I'm proud of it!