When starting a career in writing you are faced with many challenges. There are more challenges in the writing itself, but the first one you face is finding the story you want to write. In my experience it isn't a lack of ideas. We always have some idea of a story we would like to read. Our problem is we have too many.
Names are funny things. Sometimes a name is given, without any other reason than it sounds good. Sometimes it's to describe something. Sometimes to warn someone. Scratch Hospital is definitely the third. Nothing about it says friendly...or sanitary. Scratch is the abandoned hospital that kids dare each other to go into. It is the hospital you go into if you want to make your problem worse.
The Silver Stars were a set of stars that appeared once every twenty five years. It is common for stars to disappear. It means that they died thousands of years ago and the light has only just stopped reaching us. However, for stars to disappear and return on such a tight schedule is an unexplainable phenomenon. All we know is that the Silver Stars change nature that day.
That's what we called her. The deadliest creature in town, yet to be caught. Red Tooth. Experts are sure it's a crocodile. I don't believe it. There is no way a crocodile could tear people apart like tissue paper. It was something else. Something far more dangerous. Red Tooth was a monster, a creature of pure evil.
The Japanese gates, or toriis , are a common sight in Japan. They are used to mark the entrance to a holy shrine. All except one. The Black Torii, as it has become known in urban legends, marks the entrance to something else. As in all traditional religious faiths, anything different is considered sinister. However, there is no proof of anything sinister. People so far tend to lose track of where it is...or it keeps moving.
Fire. One of the most interesting and useful discoveries in history. Unfortunately it's also the most destructive. With these factors in mind fire can be used scientists to heat chemicals to create life-saving medication. Or, fire can be used to destroy something. So it is in the interest of the common man that fire, if used destructively, should be used by professionals. Standing in the scorched building I concluded that's not what happened here.
The snow fell gently on our heads. I could feel it slowly melt through my beanie into my hair, chilling me to the bone. My brother was trying to make a fire. It was painful to watch. He was just poking a big stick with a little stick. The result? A sound that that was causing me to twitch like psychopath after too much coffee. Ah, coffee...
It happened every night now. I would get back from work and whether it was a good day or not I would have the same nightmare. It feels strange to call it a nightmare. I didn't know what to call it, but there something sinister behind. There was something sinister about that window.
"This better not be another waste of time." I muttered throwing the hot sand over my shoulder.
"I...cannot say that it won't me" She said shrugging. "But this feels right."
"You said that about the one in Alexandria."
"Well it's supposed to be the Hidden Library of Alexandria!"
Night time is definitely the most eventful time of the day. More gets done during the night than you think. More expensive work anyway. Unfortunately, this is not my work. I drive people from where they are to where they want to be, while I never leave the same seat. The streets are complicated and never lit by proper lights. I have to follow neon streaks and hope that what I'm driving on is the right road.