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The Monster Pandemic

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  The X-11 virus turned into a deadly pandemic. The first strain wasn’t potent, but as the months passed by, new strains emerged that spread faster than a wildfire. The initial vaccines that rolled out were ineffective, but eventually, the Pracean vaccine proved to be promising. The infection rate began to drop, but it didn’t take long for the situation to flip. Not two weeks after international shipping was made possible, something went horribly wrong. Patients’ skin turned blue, while their eyes grew crimson. They became violent and volatile; it wasn’t long before they started attacking and eating people alive. People were forced to barricade themselves in shops or run for their lives before they were eaten by the bloodthirsty hordes. They watched as their families and friends butchered innocents before their eyes. The rain of blood was unceasing.     As nightfall arrived, Marianna peeped out from the corner of a window to find the streets empty. She did the same f...

A Sealed Past

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  A woman finished placing one last book on the shelf before wiping the sweat off her forehead. She turned around to face a pile of opened and unopened boxes and then looked up at the clock: it was already midnight. The woman decided to resume unpacking the next day and got ready for bed. However, while getting under the sheets, she heard giggles downstairs. The woman got out of bed and approached the staircase slowly. To her surprise, there were two little girls in the living room downstairs; they couldn’t have been over eight years old. However, the girls noticed her and ran away. The woman went after them, saying she meant no harm, but she lost them once they ran into the hallway next to the living room. It was as if they had just vanished. The woman then called the police, and two officers arrived at her house moments later. “Are you sure they’re still in the house, Ms. Morgan?” “Yes. All the doors and windows are still locked.” “Alright, we’ll do a sweep.” The officers searche...

Revenge

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  A man was in a room, talking to two police officers. He was fidgeting in his seat. “Mr. Correa, when was the last time you saw her?” “Last night. I went to bed while she tidied her bookshelf, but when I woke up, she was gone.” One of the officers asked him whether it was possible that she had run away, but he said her belongings were still there. The other officer asked if there were any signs of a struggle, but Correa said no. A bandage on Correa’s hand caught one of the officers’ attention; Correa said he got cut two evenings ago while cooking with his wife. The police arrived at Norman Correa’s house half an hour later. Nothing seemed out of place; no windows, doors, or furniture were damaged or scattered. Going through Correa’s room, however, a drop of blood on a sock drawer caught an officer’s gaze. A bloody knife wrapped with a cloth was inside. Norman was arrested right after; he was put in an interrogation room with detectives Emily Mills and Raynard Smith. Mills started ...

A Guilty Flame

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“Maya!” a man called out to a woman across the road. The woman ignored his calls and kept walking. “Maya, how are you alive?” “I’m sorry, but you’ve mistaken me for someone else. I’m Neilya.” “Oh, I’m so sorry. You’re just the spitting image of my wife.” “Did something happen to her?” “She died in a fire two months ago.” “I’m sorry for your loss, Mr..?” “George. George D’Angelo.” George apologised to Neilya once more before leaving. At home, his mind lingered in his meeting with Neilya. He wondered whether she was really telling the truth. He called his brother Charlie to talk about it. “It’s just in your head, George.” “This seems too real to me, Charlie. I might be losing it, I don’t know.” “Pack some clothes and come over. I think you could use some company.” That evening, George went to his brother’s house. However, his nightmares would follow him. “No, I’m sorry! I didn't mean to kill you!” “Wake up, George, it’s just a nightmare!” George woke up drenched in sweat. His face wa...

Announcement: Book Publication

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My psychological thriller 'The Shadow of Death' was recently published on Amazon. Premise: When a series of murders rock a small town right after similar case is closed, two detectives set out to track down an elusive serial killer leaving behind a trail of bodies in the woods. The killers share similar methodologies, but whether or not they are connected is yet to be revealed. https://www.amazon.com/Shadow-Death-Sharon-Jansen-ebook/dp/B093LSHJJS/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=The+shadow+of+death+Sharon+Jansen&qid=1619816203&sr=8-1

In the Wind

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  Detectives Laea Lisbon and Jeremy Fox were questioning a woman called Samantha Leitch whose husband had been murdered the previous night. Samantha was confused and agitated; she didn’t accept that her husband was dead and insisted that he was at work. Jeremy wished to continue the questioning, but Laea called him to a corner and suggested that Samantha may be experiencing a mental breakdown. They decided to call their friend Rita Melda, who was a psychiatrist. When Rita arrived, the widow looked even more troubled. She said her husband wouldn’t like so many people hanging around the house when he wasn’t there—that he would get angry at her. Rita said she was her husband’s friend, and that he knew she was there. Laea and Jeremy played along with Rita’s story and admitted that there had been a misunderstanding about her husband. They left, leaving Rita to handle the questioning her way. Samantha then asked to be excused for a minute so that she may call her husband to make sure Rit...