There has long been a place in cinemas for a good old monster flick. People will flock in droves to see what twisted creations imagined by man can be brought …

There is something exhilarating about breaking someone’s will. That may sound sociopathic, but most people do this very thing without even noticing. Perhaps the most benign for is simply winning …

We all die one day, do we not? Ever since the moment of creation, all that was, all that is and all that will be has been carved in stone, …

We have something in common, us 3. Those who walk the same hallowed halls as we… They know not what we really look like. Under the masks, under the facepaint… …

Life is a war. Every day is a series of battles, a procession of conflicts that we attempt to resolve through whatever means necessary. The imposition of will upon another, …

“I had strings But now I’m free There are no strings on me” For once, Pinocchio didn’t lie. He was, however, gravely mistaken… For you see, we all have strings. …

When you smell it enough, the stench never leaves your nostrils. The stench of blood. I’d pat their back, push them forward onto the table and as they settled down …