Dias de los Muertos: Domingo part 2

Author’s Note If you are enjoying this mini series so far, please leave a review and any sort of criticism you feel my stories deserve. Currently one of my stories has a rough draft out on my blog. Sabado is out but will be edited and modified and if you want to help me make the story better please leave comments and let me know what you feel the strengths and weaknesses of the story are. I am very open to any and all criticism. I have my own vision for where I want to go with these stories but … Continue reading Dias de los Muertos: Domingo part 2

Dias De Los Muertos: Domingo part 1

  June 21, 2054 My Darling, Every day that I remain away from you is a horror beyond anything that I could possibly have predicted. I said I was willing to go to any lengths to procure the cure for you and I meant it, but the strain of being away from you and the children is already starting to get to me. The hot zone is nearly impossible to be in for any length of time but my CO seems to think that the terrorist cells are hiding there. It makes no sense. This area has been uninhabitable since … Continue reading Dias De Los Muertos: Domingo part 1

Dias de Los Muertos: Miercoles preview

Diego was a big video gamer. All his friends and family were aware of it and dealt with it the best they could. Being the youngest out of four siblings meant that Diego couldn’t rely on getting new clothes or new anything. Both of his parents worked long hours and his grandparents were always around to watch the children. Diego didn’t really get to see his parents that much and while some saw it as a bad thing, he was hardly aware of it. His grandparents were very good to him and were like surrogate parents. His abuelo was the … Continue reading Dias de Los Muertos: Miercoles preview

Author’s thoughts

Hey fam, this is your author Shade here reflecting on my first major short story I’ve completed on here. The Dias de los Muertos series of short stories is something I’ve been dreaming up for a while but this first story is very spicy. In the world today, the crisis facing young men is quite staggering. However, many do not take a path that I personally would. The success of right wing crazies around the world is partially due to alienation and the inability of young men to make their way in the world. I sympathize as, I too have … Continue reading Author’s thoughts

Dias de los Muertos: Sabado (Complete)

  I am writing this in order to warn anybody who will listen. I know people will automatically assume I am a cuck or that I am someone who has turned my back on what makes the red pill community what it is but I don’t care. Even if there is only the slightest chance someone might heed this warning, it is necessary. I find it ironic that for all of my bluster and anger it took me until my life was in danger to figure out my mistakes. Like you all, I was a member of the red pill … Continue reading Dias de los Muertos: Sabado (Complete)

Dias de los Muertos: Sabado finale

The library in my dream was even colder this time, if that is possible. This time the masked figure was waiting for me. I didn’t even try to escape this time. The figure gestured at me and I felt magnetically attracted to following it. We winded down corridors and eventually found ourselves in a massive chamber. It had a stained glass sealing with hieroglyphs and runes. It was almost comical, because they really didn’t mixed well. The walls also had carvings of chickens with multiple beaks. The word cuck was inscribed in the wall. The masked figure sniggered derisively. I … Continue reading Dias de los Muertos: Sabado finale

Dias de los Muertos: Sabado parte 6

The week afterwards was the longest week of my life. Every night I would return to that labyrinth of a library. Each time the masked figure would chase me and corner me. Every time the icy horror would seize me and I would run regardless of the fact that I actively knew I couldn’t escape. Every night eh library would have new corridors and would even have special rooms. Sometimes I would see people in the rooms having horrible things happening to them. The most common was Kristina, being assaulted by the masked figure. I would always look away and … Continue reading Dias de los Muertos: Sabado parte 6

Dias de los muertos: Sabado Update

Hey all, this is Shade your author speaking. Today I uploaded all the previous parts as one complete post. I plan on revisiting it in order to finish the story in the best way possible. The frustrating thing for me is that I have other ideas for other stories but need to satisfactorily finish this one first. I am having difficulty figuring out the best way to finish it. In case it wasn’t obvious the story is in its third act. I plan to upload it by the end of the week. The final part will just be part of … Continue reading Dias de los muertos: Sabado Update

Dias de los Muertos Parte 1-5

I am writing this in order to warn anybody who will listen. I know people will automatically assume I am a cuck or that I am someone who has turned my back on what makes the red pill community what it is but I don’t care. Even if there is only the slightest chance someone might heed this warning, it is necessary. I find it ironic that for all of my bluster and anger it took me until my life was in danger to figure out my mistakes. Like you all, I was a member of the red pill community. … Continue reading Dias de los Muertos Parte 1-5

Dias de los Muertos: Sabado parte 5

I woke up in a cold sweat and rolled out of my bed. The dream had felt so real. I could still feel those…things all over me. I went to brush my teeth and wash my face and nearly had a coronary. In the mirror, I saw the masked man. I nearly collapsed and when I looked back to the mirror I just saw my own gaunt and pale face. I looked like I had aged 10 years since last night. Get the fuck over yourself I chastised myself. After showering I went out and found myself suddenly feeling confident. … Continue reading Dias de los Muertos: Sabado parte 5

Dias De los Muertos: Sabado Parte 4

The dream was the most lucid and memorable dream I have ever had in my entire life. I had never been on acid or LSD but I swear that this must have been what that was like. I appeared in a large room that appeared to be like a library but was colder than it had any right to be. The floor was stone and I could hear whispering voices all around me. The whispering was unintelligible but was very soft and creepy. The temperature was clearly below zero and I felt underdressed as I was still wearing my t-shirt … Continue reading Dias De los Muertos: Sabado Parte 4

Dias de los Muertos Sabado parte tres

Authors Note: Hey all, thanks for reading this story and I apologize for convoluted releases. However, I would like to briefly say that this is intended to be a rough draft of this particular short story. The idea of the anthology of short stories is that they are experiments in short horror stories that I am using to get better at writing. This means I could use any sort of criticism. If you don’t like the story let me know why. I want to listen to criticism and get better at writing. Thanks for reading and enjoy part 3.  The day … Continue reading Dias de los Muertos Sabado parte tres