Gaslight Novels & Stories

the air felt heavy, charged with a static electricity that made the hair on Jack's arms stand up. "Spectral readings are off the charts," Haley said, her eyes glued to a handheld scanner that looked like a Game Boy modified by NASA. "It's not just radiation, Jack. It's... memory. The background energy is replaying the emotional resonance of the evacuation. Fear. Confusion. Loss." "Ghost stories," Marcus grunted, scanning the rooftops with his thermal scope. "I prefer targets I can shoot." "You can't shoot a memory, big guy," Jack said, his eyes scanning the shadows. "But you might have to shoot what's feeding on them."

"Oh? How?" "Despite your craziness, you have an innocent side. When you smile, it's always natural, that's when you are normal. When you're angry, you will have fury in your eyes and it's very readable. When you're annoyed, you just don't talk unless necessary. But when you have gone psycho, it's only when you have a dangerous smile and empty eyes." I talked. He didn't mention a word. "Because of your actions, it's easy to read you. You have a normal side Garcia, it's just that you can't tell when, that's why-" I stopped as soon as i realised i was talking too much.

She’s 20 years old by now, surely she is a beautiful lady… same as my mother. My head is too occupied that I missed to see the traffic light changed into red, before I realized A sixteen-wheeler truck smash the left side of my car, like a lightning. I bounced many times and a blinding light covers me. There are people around me, a woman with a cherry lip and a figure of a man. I’ve been here before; I saw this before. That’s what my mind is telling me. I am trying to regain my consciousness as I try to figure out who is this woman holding me, or is there even a woman… am I dead? Who are they, they are speaking but my ears cannot hear. I try to be conscious but my eyes were heavy... I cannot

The building's silhouettes suddenly became the dark night sky and the lights from their windows suddenly were twinkling. "Isn't that beautiful?" I asked when I saw a broken stoplight, the red light was blinking and the green and yellow once didn't seem to work. I thought it was aesthetically pleasing, under the gloom of the night, along the empty streets and silently passing cars. The slow blinking of that stop light seemed to harmonize with the quietness of the evening. I looked at Edgar and he was frowning at the stop light. "Pretty much could cause traffic, goodness, that should be fixed," he said and I rolled my eyes at him.

Kayla tried to stop the feeling building up inside her. "I'm not angry, it's okay..." Arya giggled slightly when she saw how down Kayla was looking. "You sure?" Kayla asked suspiciously. "Positive." Arya affirmed. "I'll believe you think time, I also think I'll go back to sleep now." Kayla yawned for the third time and got into a more comfortable position. It wasn't everyday she flew first class. ::::::::::::::::::::: "Lucas....Lucas..." Kayla's annoyed voice echoed around the now half empty area.

We had come too far to turn back now. "Are you ready, Emma?" Gabriel asked, his voice steady but laced with urgency. I drew a deep breath, summoning the strength from within. "I am. Let's uncover the truth, Gabriel, and put an end to this nightmare." With cautious steps, we crossed the threshold into the manor, our senses on high alert. Every shadow seemed to whisper with secrets, every creaking floorboard echoed with the weight of history. As we navigated the labyrinthine corridors, our path lit by the pale moonlight that filtered through broken windows, the air grew thick with an otherworldly presence. The atmosphere crackled with dark energy, threatening to consume us.

"Leave my room at this moment." She stood her ground, imploring him. "Liam baby, I understand that this is a trying time for you, and you really don't have a clue who you are or —" "I know who I am, damnit!" he exploded. "And I won't condone any more attempts to gaslight me into believing otherwise." Elena didn't stop talking. "But we can work this out together. The doctor gave helpful tips on how we can get you back to your senses."

Thinking about this made Renee's body tremble uncontrollably, just as it had in her past life. Carl's hand paused. A dark tide surged in his eyes, instantly extinguishing his interest. He pushed her away. Renee curled into a ball, desperately trying to control her fear. Carl lowered the car window and leisurely lit a cigarette. The tobacco smell filled the car as he smoked. His blood-red jade ring gleamed menacingly in the darkness. Under the streetlight, he smiled, looking particularly gloomy. His gaze was lazy, like a blunt knife scraping against Renee's skin.

another added. As my mother's face turned ghostly white, all she could do was shake her head in denial. "I didn't, I really didn't..." Samuel's eyes landed on the gold bracelet on her wrist, and the tension thickened. His eyes blazed with fury. "Seriously? The fat check wasn't enough for you? Now you're after Yocelyn's gold bracelet too?!" He lunged forward and snatched the bracelet with such force that my mother's skin tore, leaving a raw, bloody mess.