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Phobia...
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Ongoing, First published Mar 01, 2016
Fear. It's a quite impressive process. Do you know what your body goes through when you're afraid? Your brain immediately goes into 'Fight or Flight' mode, which basically means that either you run from the thing or situation causing you fear (flight) or either you fight it (fight). Whatever the option you chose, your body will make preparations for the possibility of a quick escape. Your heart rate increases to pump more blood to your muscles and brain, your lungs take in air faster to supply your body with more oxygen, your pupils get larger to see better and even your digestive and urinary systems slow down for the moment so you can concentrate on the things at hand. It's pretty intense.

        
        B̳̺̹͓͚̌u̴̱̣͈̮̍̍ͨ̉̇t ̭̜̾ͮͩ̚͠o͈͎͈̱ͥ̊̓̏̂ḫ̫̻̞͈̓ͯͤͤ̌͑ͪͅ,̤͈ͥ̒̎̈́ͨ̽͜ ͕͎̣̪͉ͬ̄ͦͨ̉i͙̱̠͍̯ͫ̈͂ͦ͋̚s͉̖͓͈̝͇͍ͤͭ̍͆ ̖̫̤̭̦̄̓̚i̶̼ͣ͂̈̄̔̄ͅt̞̪͕̜̿́̎͛ͫͭ ̜̜̬̹̘̏̽s͉̮͎ͪ̈͒̉͋́o̖̣̩̹ͫ͋̎ͮ̒ͯ̈ ̲̘͕̖̌ͣͥv̢̼̭̲͔̿͊̌̆̔̀ę̜̲̬̘̟̦̇̑ͬ͂̚r̝̗̞̲͍͒͒̅͛̇̚y̓ ̓ͮ̅e̱̳͛̈́̊ṉ̽͑̑ͨ͡t̮̞̙̙̟̑ͦ̃ͯ̅e͈̟̹̟̪͔̓ͬͮͅr͍̫̦̘ͥ̍ͫ͊͝ṯ̝̻̱̬͑̌̃a̮̘͉͈̓̾̓̌̀̃͢i͕̬͂ͭ̇̄̎͊̀n̮̳̳ͫͮ̀i͓̫̫̰͕͍͒̑͊̋̍ͭ͟n̦̩̪̣̻̤ͬ̋ͪͤ̑̈́g̗̏̅͢.̺̫ͫ.͖̠̙̺̎̒͢.


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     This is a collection of short stories, either horror or suspense one-shots. These scenarios are purely figments of my imagination, and even though I may sometime use real locations like cities or countries and such, the characters and protagonists are purely fictional, and any resemblances to existing people are purely coincidental.

     If you have an idea or scenario that you'd like me to write just message me, I'll be happy to do it. Also, the picture on the cover does not belong to me, I just made the montage.
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