Category: Teraphobia


  • Featured Story Preface The stones fell from the sky. There was no storm, no burning trails in the sky. Nothing to prepare the world for the impact of three stones dropped by God. Each stone granted the user the ability to create life in exchange for a life. A cruel test for a human race…

  • Teraphobia- Charlie

    The Southern Territory of Teraphobia contains swamplands, sweltering heat and a number of fish-like creatures. Life in the Southern Territory never recovered from the Great Invasion. Lucky enough, the undead infection stopped somewhere North but the creature invasion was unusually cruel in the territory. The fortitude of humanity lives huge in the movies, books and…

  • Erik sings parts of a song long past it’s prime. He recalled his life as the music flowed through his ears… but he brushed it away and swallowed the rest of the whiskey he found. “The world was different,” he thought as a zombie stumbled through the aisles of an abandoned grocery. “At least it’s…

  • Teraphobia

    As children, the world is terrifying? Shadows in a dark corner, noises in the kitchen or the tall dark stranger that approaches you and your mother in the parking lot of a shopping mall. As a child I had teraphobia, the fear of monsters. A condition prominent during childhood. The condition normally resolves itself in…

  • Killing Barbara

    Featured Story Preface The stones fell from the sky. There was no storm, no burning trails in the sky. Nothing to prepare the world for the impact of three stones dropped by God. Each stone granted the user the ability to create life in exchange for a life. A cruel test for a human race…

  • Featured Story The Western Territory of Teraphobia is the largest territory. It’s populated with the largest creatures. Despite the persistent danger the Western Territory remains the closest to well adjusted after the invasion. The warm water from the shower massaged Tracy’s back.  The steam from the heat of the liquid filled the room but left…

  • The sun stood staring down from its mid-day perch. Larry walked across his small yard with a fishing pole on his shoulder and two smaller ones in his left hand. Erica, a blond explosion of energy bounded around him while Robert moped several feet behind both of them. “Why do we have to do this…