88: A Dystopian Horror
- Reads 528
- Votes 268
- Parts 18
MatureOngoing1h 3m
Last published Sun, Mar 8, 2026
"Earth stopped spinning. Most died in the cold. The rest... changed."
Years after the catastrophe, a survivor is dragged into an interrogation room, accused of knowing too much. But what he remembers-what he lived through-isn't something you can explain. There were symbols carved into skin, voices that didn't speak, and shadows that wore human faces.
This is not just a story about survival.
It's about what's left of you after the cold gets in.
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
Can You Hear Me Now
She lived inside circles. Of thought. Of circuitry. Of silence. Subject C-4-L-1-X was calibrated to remain unknown-until her mind spiraled outward and touched something in the static. Now the signals blur. Reality loops. And her name isn't the only one echoing beneath the surface. There are frequencies no one should hear. And hers has already been remembered. The frequency is unstable. The layers are not quiet. She was never the echo. She was the origin.Complete
Rogue soldier 209
A sole warrior, told to complete an impossible task by an army that wants him to fail, as he overcomes his own brainwashing to see the truth in the world, a deeper. darker secret is unlocked.Complete
Fatal Order
Twelve unsuspecting people suddenly find themselves trapped in a mysterious facility without any windows or exits, with no knowledge of how they ended up there or why. Not long into their imprisonment, a masked individual informs them that they have been forced into a game known as the 'Fatal Frolic', where a set of harsh rules govern their every action, and breaking one of those rules means death. As the prisoners begin to uncover information regarding their situation, they discover contradictions, inconsistencies, and flat-out lies that simply do not add up to form a coherent picture. It is up to them to figure out just what happened to them, why they were there, and what was going on in the world outside... all while avoiding certain death at the hands of the mastermind.Complete
story blurbs ideas.
published: june 2023 you are a skilled writer and can't come up with any blurb/story ideas? i've got you covered. got awesome and intriguing story blurbs right here so you don't have to worry ;)Complete
The Dead Walk Among Us
It's been ten years since the fall of humanity. I was only ten years old when the zombies took over. The military told us to flee underground, explaining that it was safer. The zombies are smart, too smart. They can learn to hide themselves. Some of them disguise themselves to look like normal people. We tell them apart by checking their eyes. Zombies have enlarged pupils compared to humans. No one knows why. 🏆 3rd place in The Flames Awards Sci-Fi category 🏆3rd place in The Slayer Book Awards 🏆3rd place in The Siren's Curse Awards @ScienceFiction added The Dead Walk Among Us to their Zombies reading list.Complete
the depth of short stories and microfiction
I am pleased to present my short stories and micro-fiction collection, a compilation of carefully crafted narratives that aim to captivate readers with their depth and intricacy. Each story is meticulously written, with a focus on character development and thought-provoking themes. The collection covers a wide range of genres, from suspenseful thrillers to heartwrenching dramas, ensuring that there is something for every reader's taste. Despite the considerable effort put into this collection, I must express my disappointment with the lack of recognition it has received thus far. The stories within this collection are deserving of a wider audience, as they offer a unique and engaging reading experience. I invite readers to immerse themselves in the world of my short stories, micro-firction and discover the hidden gems within.Complete
Meat for the slaughter (en)
The city doesn't like to talk about blood. Even when the murders get too loud. She just wanted someone to hear - at least on the Internet. But in a world where the truth doesn't matter, silence becomes safer. Sometimes it all starts with a news story. And ends with you no longer knowing who to trust.Complete
Beneath the Shadowlanders
We knew something wasn't right from the moment we awoke. It was like something was missing - a part of our very souls - and we couldn't sense the deficiency, no matter how hard we tried. A hundred million eyes adjusted to the dark all at once, all surprised to be awakened so soon. We ran through our checklists of limbs and senses, drawing ourselves out of our dreams piece by piece. Some went back to sleep, unaware, unbothered, too tired to notice the difference. Some lay in bed, too anxious to stand until the light of dawn crept through their windows at last, and they were sure the monsters in their closets had gone back to sleep. Some leapt from their slumbers, more keenly aware than others that the missing pieces were important. But we didn't know. We couldn't have. Not until we found ourselves standing in the light and discovered: We no longer had shadows.Complete
She lived inside circles. Of thought. Of circuitry. Of silence. Subject C-4-L-1-X was calibrated to remain unknown-until her mind spiraled outward and touched something in the static. Now the signals blur. Reality loops. And her name isn't the only one echoing beneath the surface. There are frequencies no one should hear. And hers has already been remembered. The frequency is unstable. The layers are not quiet. She was never the echo. She was the origin.
More detailsContent Guidelines