”He was a great man, but I had to shoot him with his very own gun; he was possessed by something, making him faster, stronger, and bloodthirsty, but... when I found him, it was already too late. He tasted human flesh. He lashed out at everything in his path, man, animal, and even me. It was unbearable to watch. I knew that he was too powerful, no matter how many times I shot him, so I ran. I had to escape; everyone else around me was being eaten or killed one by one. I didn't want to die, nor did I want to flee my home, but I had no choice.

The soft hum of activation was Elara’s morning alarm. She stirred on the perfectly contoured sleep-pod, its temperature adjusted to her precise comfort parameters. “House, activate,” she murmured, her voice a unique biometric key. The tiny, obsidian dice on her bedside table pulsed with a pale blue light. Outside her temporary, bare sleeping square, the structured light began its daily ballet.

The narrative of Veronica Langley unfolds as a compelling modern fable, weaving together threads of personal integrity, corporate greed, unyielding resilience, and the ultimate assertion of universal balance. It chronicles the extraordinary journey of a woman who, driven by her passion for conservation, stumbles upon a trove of wealth only to find herself embroiled in a conflict that tests her spirit and ultimately reaffirms the principle that one’s livelihood and happiness are worth defending.

The biting Norwegian wind whipped around Dr. Elias Vance as he disembarked the small, chartered plane. The fjord spread before him, a tapestry of inky black water reflecting the bruised purple of the twilight sky. He pulled his coat tighter, the chill seeping through the expensive fabric. The message had been cryptic, a simple encrypted email containing only a location and a time. No name, no explanation, just an invitation to a secluded research facility nestled deep within the fjords. Elias, a synthetic biologist at MIT with a reputation for solving the unsolvable, had initially dismissed it as a prank or perhaps the misguided attempt of a competitor. But the accompanying financial offer – a sum that could fund his research for a decade – had been impossible to ignore. His skepticism warred with his curiosity, a familiar internal battle he’d grown accustomed to in his years of cutting-edge research.

The fluorescent lights of the MIT computer lab hummed their familiar tune as Jake Morrison stared at the lines of code scrolling across his monitor. It was three in the morning on a cold January night in 2025, and the campus was eerily quiet except for the distant hum of servers and the occasional footstep in the hallway. Jake rubbed his bloodshot eyes and took another sip of his fifth cup of coffee, the bitter liquid barely keeping him conscious after eighteen straight hours of programming.

Marcus, the cautious older brother, and Lil D, his wild younger sibling, uncover a strange map hidden in their home. It leads them to the forbidden Hollow Pines—a place their “father” warned them never to go. Inside the forest, reality unravels. They find secrets no child should ever know, a house that shouldn’t exist, and something inhuman waiting for them. As the truth about their town, their past, and themselves comes to light, the brothers must decide what’s worth risking everything for. In the end, only one walks out—but the story doesn’t end there. Some lies don’t stay buried or do they. . .

Marcus, the cautious older brother, and Lil D, his wild younger sibling, uncover a strange map hidden in their home. It leads them to the forbidden Hollow Pines—a place their “father” warned them never to go. Inside the forest, reality unravels. They find secrets no child should ever know, a house that shouldn’t exist, and something inhuman waiting for them. As the truth about their town, their past, and themselves comes to light, the brothers must decide what’s worth risking everything for. In the end, only one walks out—but the story doesn’t end there. Some lies don’t stay buried.

This is the full story of McDonald’s back room here is the og story https://notd.io/notes/5082942312546304_1_1753124298310/mcdonald%E2%80%99s%2520backroom but if you read this you wont need the start thanks for waiting for the ful version to come out this took me so long so please enjoy

A boy maned Timmy is going to McDonald’s with his family he orders and the the lights go out and he is teleported to a room with a walkie talkie read the story to more info

Today is Wednesday of October 27th 1999. The wind was blowing like every other day in Lubbock, Texas Most of the days are windy like today but today felt different

Part 1: The Beginning of the Bright Days In the small town of Elmridge, there stood a greenhouse unlike any other. It rose behind the butter-yellow cottage of Miss Henrietta Finch, its panes of antique glass catching the sun like facets of a jewel. On warm days, the street seemed to glow from it — a quiet testament to the blooming magic Miss Finch coaxed from the soil. Henrietta Finch was seventy-three years old, short and birdlike, with a halo of white curls that frizzed around her head no matter how she pinned them back. She wore gumboots in all seasons and once scandalized the town by mowing her lawn in her dressing gown and pearls. Nobody minded. They forgave every eccentricity — because Miss Finch’s greenhouse was Elmridge’s secret treasure.

Skylar was somebody that nobody understood, she barely understood herself, And that was the real mystery.

Log #0 of YUREI DISPATCH (幽霊出動). Ethan Jackson has a hectic morning getting ready for the "Big Day."

Log #1 of YUREI DISPATCH. (幽霊出動) Ethan arrives at the Seattle Police Station to meet with his Captain, Mr. Marks, to discuss this crazy mission.

This will be a fun twist on the old story Hansel and Gretel and the witch in the candy house. [CW] cannibalism, body disfigurement

Before the casket lowered, he stepped forward and placed a single white rose on top. Brushing his fingers against the polished wood. The weight of what he'd done sat heavily, but not from guilt...

This is a tale that represents the hustle and bustle of trying to climb the corporate ladder in order to achieve the best life for our futures all the while missing the present

A Beyond Words Anthology -Secret Lives Lifting the veil on secretive and surprising people, professions, pursuits and subcultures

This is a character monologue set in the second person perspective. The character writing this falls into the role of a god or some higher being, watching a girl down on earth.

"When a 16-foot great white shark washed up on a New Zealand shore with a 4-foot-wide chunk torn from its body, marine biologists were stunned. The bite didn’t match any known predator. Something bigger—possibly something from the deepest parts of the ocean—is surfacing, and it’s hungry. With strange sonar readings, mutilated shark carcasses, and deep-sea footage capturing massive, fast-moving shadows, experts are beginning to ask a terrifying question: What if the real monsters aren’t myths... but ancient predators rising from the abyss?"