This Is Their World, We’re Just Playing in It…

This Is Their World, We’re Just Playing in It…

As seems to be a common tradition, I used to dabble with the occult. It wasn’t anything outlandish. Just the odd Ouija board at slumber parties, a bit of voodoo doll stabbing, and trying to summon the murderous spirit of Bloody Mary to see if she’d kill me or not. You know, girly things. Most of these nights ended with us giving up and watching some horror movies instead. Nothing remarkable but a lot of fun. Lately, I was reminiscing, and it occurred to me; while we were all giddy waiting for...

Darkness Isn’t Always the Scariest Thing Out There…

Darkness Isn’t Always the Scariest Thing Out There…

I grew up in a relatively boring suburb. One day, I walked my dog to the shops, keeping to our usual route. We were on our way back when my dog randomly glanced behind. I turned and found that a man was walking close beside me. I had never seen him before, but he beamed at me like I was an old friend. He slowly drew closer to me. When our shoulders were almost touching, he reached out and grabbed the back of my neck. He didn’t hurt me. But I realized in that moment how easily he could have. It...

Sometimes, a Little Paranoia Is Good…

Sometimes, a Little Paranoia Is Good…

If we’re lucky, we’ll live our whole lives blissfully unaware of how close we’ve come to the worst things in this world. I’m kind of known for getting a little paranoid from time to time, but who can blame me? I spend the vast majority of my days thinking up creative ways to make sure my readers are always looking over their shoulders. It’s only natural that I wonder how many others are thinking the exact same things for far less innocent reasons. How many times was ignoring a bump in the...

For Shane Ryan, It Is Time to Face the Impossible Choice…

For Shane Ryan, It Is Time to Face the Impossible Choice…

Well, are you ready for the trip? You know which one, the trip up to New York, to the Village. It’s time to say hello to Alex and Timmy. Our old friends. But there’s something wrong this time, isn’t there? Yes, something’s quite wrong. Shane knows it too. Think about that. Think about what Shane is considering, about what has to be done. I want to be perfectly honest with you, I’m trying not to think about it. Shane’s been through a hell of a lot, there’s no nice way to put it. That man’s seen...

Can One Man Save the British Countryside From Evil?

Can One Man Save the British Countryside From Evil?

When I was a boy—which was some time ago—one of the great pleasures in life was also one of my great fears. I was always keen to stay up late and watch a horror movie. I particularly loved the old classics—Universal Pictures, Hammer Films, and many others. In my new book, I hope I can recreate some of the pleasure—and fear—that I felt back then, when the monster was hinted at. In this new series, I also get to create that vital character, a professor who knows all about the weird stuff. Throw...

Your One-Way Ticket to Hell Has Been Booked…

Your One-Way Ticket to Hell Has Been Booked…

The unknown calls to us, promising adventure and excitement, and often luring us into disaster. Longing for travel but needing a paycheck, I’ve taken a few jobs without much research simply because they offered staff accommodation. Looking back, it’s surprising that I only once felt like I was stepping into a horror movie. This resort sat alone at the top of a mountain, far beyond cell reception, with only a single road in or out. Miles of untouched wilderness stretched out in every direction...

Your Worst Nightmares Stalk You From the Shadows…

Your Worst Nightmares Stalk You From the Shadows…

Well, my head hurts. No, not from any sort of illness or lack of caffeine, or anything else for that matter. No, to be quite honest, my head hurts from what I’ve just read. Yes, the stories gathered here in this collection. My head hurts because I’m trying to repress the images these writers have crafted, the horrors that they have wrought upon the written page. And I’ve got to tell you, it’s not working. I can still see them. I can still hear them. Today, I sat down in my chair with a cup of...

Has Shane Ryan Finally Met His Match?

Has Shane Ryan Finally Met His Match?

Are you warm right now? Are you in a place of comfort reading this? I hope you are. We’re coming to the end, you know, and it’s stopping in a place you and I are both familiar with. At 125 Berkley Street. You and I, we’ve opened our arms to Shane. Welcomed him back with a smile and a handshake, asked after Carl and Eloise, inquired as to how Jacinta is getting along. He’s returned the smile, shaken out a cigarette, and lit it as we sat down on the front steps to hear from his side of the...

Horror Lurks in the Darkness, Waiting to Be Unleashed…

Horror Lurks in the Darkness, Waiting to Be Unleashed…

It’s the hidden things that have always scared me the most. When I was little, my family took me to a wildlife park. I’m Australian; so that naturally involved enduring unbearable heat to look at snakes and spiders. We passed this pond, its waters calm and glistening, and I instantly decided that I wanted to go for a swim. I would have climbed the gate if my parents hadn’t been so observant. That was when I spotted the strange man with a milk crate tied to the end of a rope. I watched,...

When You Turn Out the Lights, the Terror Begins…

When You Turn Out the Lights, the Terror Begins…

All the lights in my office are on. This is the place where I sit and think, drink coffee by the gallon, and let my own dark thoughts spill out onto my writing. Tonight, it’s also where I sat down to read this new collection of short stories. I live in New England, in a small, old house, in a small, old town. The house creaks and groans, whispers its aged secrets, and fills my office with an air of the macabre. Rarely do I sit down here to read. I usually sit in my favorite chair, secure in...