Posts Tagged ‘ horror ’

Crossed 6 Redux – Beach of Horror

August 26, 2009
By NiteMayr
Crossed 6 Redux – Beach of Horror

A small vignette from the beginning of the “Crossed” event. Note the man in shorts waving at the viewer? Also: This is the Big Secret
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Red Band Trailer for Jennifer's Body

July 7, 2009
By NiteMayr

I liked Juno and think that Diablo Cody is a talented screenwriter (A la Kevin Smith); so I’m not about to let the negative connotations that some reviewers hold for Ms. Cody’s work turn me away from her new Horror Flick. Never mind that Meghan Fox stars as a Demon Possessed High...
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Short Story: Lights Out Part 9

March 18, 2009
By NiteMayr

The building shaddered in time with the sounds that woke the sleeping people huddled throughout the Feldex building.  Thumping and bass-rich blows pounded the whole structure.  When the people in the shaken offices looked outside, they could see buildings collapsing around them.  Skyscrapers that had dominated the skyline were falling all around the Feldex...
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Review: "Bloody Crazy" does not rhyme with Satan

March 12, 2009
By NiteMayr
Review:  "Bloody Crazy" does not rhyme with Satan

Blood Crazy Nick Aten ambles over the bloody remains of a boy evicerated by his own mother to eat a burger and shoot the shit with a friend. The next day his younger brother is dead and the adults have taken up the hobby of killing everyone under the age of 20, all adults...
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Lights Out | The Long Night

January 21, 2009
By NiteMayr

The office shuddered with the impacts of  sodden arms and bodies.  Fleshy demons slammed against the glassy doors and windows that led to the balcony.  Men and women franticly piled as much office furniture and cube building material against as they could, attempting to blockade the office against the bloody fiends outside.   Panic and...
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Short Story: Lights Out Part 8

January 14, 2009
By NiteMayr

Janice got up from her chair sometime later and wandered back out to the veranda and looked down into the sooty streets.  Screams had become moans and the sounds of fighting below had become the thudding of the crowds on random cars.  Janice wasn’t paying attention to that anymore, she was looking up at...
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Short Story: Lights Out Part 7

December 23, 2008
By NiteMayr

The gravel stopped crunching and Patrick thought, for a moment, that he was alone on the roof.  The flopping monsters that had poured from the door had been dispatched like his former partner and he had pitched the majority into the flaming street below; crossing himself when he could for whatever passed for souls...
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Short Story: Lights Out Part 6

December 1, 2008
By NiteMayr

The Job of a Security Chief in a private building is thankless, stullifying and for the most part as boring as Mime Church on Saturday.  You clock in first thing in the morning, check over the security logs, meet with the building tenants once or twice a week and put a happy if patricial...
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Short Story: Lights Out Part 5

November 11, 2008
By NiteMayr

The roof access stairs were impassible; but it was clear to Patrick that staying on the 25th was going to be a bad idea; he had just heard something wet and horrible happen to his partner over the radio and was sure that he didn’t want it to happen to him.  He leaped over...
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Short Story: Lights Out Part 4

November 10, 2008
By NiteMayr

When the suns finally fell beyond the horizon, Saint Paul was dark except for the emergency lights of the buildings and the lights of cars gridlocked on the streets.  In the Feldex Building, Janice McMurray and Frank James stared down into the deepening gloom below the building, trying to ignore the fights and recriminations...
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