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Prompt by: u/reticente You died. To enter heaven you are actually judged on how you treated inanimate objects. Materialism is the truth.   “And after rudely kicking the innocent table and cursing it for ‘moving’,” the long-haired man read from his list in a monotone voice, “you proceeded to gently pet the lacquered surface and apologise.” The man looked up over his glasses and pierced Mattie with his stare. “What do we make of that, Matthew Orchard?” “I—I don’t know sir.” Mattie could hardly believe what was happening. That he was being judged on how he treated inanimate objects of all things. They’d been sitting here for hours now. The man, with his long hair tied in a low ponytail reading out a never-ending list of all his… sins… “Well,” the man continued, “I think it’s a good thing. You do realise most people never even think to apologise to the furniture they damage?” Mattie did realise. He’d been laughed at for it enough times to lose count. It was just an automatic...

An edited and improved version of this story is now available for purchase as part of the ‘Prophecies of the Drowned Oracle’ collection. More Info Buy on Ko-fi Buy on Amazon [13-11-19] Prompt by u/ItsHeredditary: You’re walking alone down a dark road one night when you see a stranger coming towards you. Give the stranger one unusual piece of attire, one mannerism, and one line of dialogue to make the encounter as creepy and unsettling as possible without being overtly or explicitly sinister.   Through the darkness of the night, in the distance, I could just make out the shape of someone walking in the opposite direction as I. I didn’t hear any footsteps other than my own quiet ones, a habit I picked up when I started walking this route at night instead of in the morning. It felt wrong to interrupt the stillness of the night, to overpower the soft noises of animals rustling between the leaves. As the stranger got closer, I could make out more of their shape. It...

An edited and improved version of this story is now available for purchase as part of the ‘Prophecies of the Drowned Oracle’ collection. More Info Buy on Ko-fi Buy on Amazon [21-10-19] Prompt by u/Cuckmandu: Everyone in the world has the ability read minds, except for you. It is treated as such a normal and inconsequential fact of life that it is rarely if ever brought up. Because of this, you have no knowledge of this world of mind readers.   Dominic gave up lying at a very early age. It never worked. Whatever he tried, his mother could always tell. “Did you eat the last cookie, Dominic?” He’d been so careful, he’d made sure not to leave a single crumb on his face or hands. He even left the jar on the table instead of back in the cupboard, to make it look like dad did it. Dad never cleaned the jar up after himself. “I didn’t,” he said. Mum frowned. “Don’t lie to me Dominic, I know it was you.” “It wasn’t me.” “It’s rude to lie to someone’s face Dominic. Next...