Tree Stalkers (Part 1) 

Night's Of The Wendigo (Part 1) 

Night's Of The Wendigo (Part 2) 

Tree Stalkers (Part 2) 

River Terror (Part 1)

River Terror (Part 2)

Don't Look Up (Part 1) 

Don't Look Up (Part 2) 

Web Of Love (Part 1) 

Web Of Love (Part 2)

Dead Fog (Part 1)

Dead Fog (Part 2) 

Cat & Mouse (Part 1) 

Cat & Mouse (Part 2) 

Night Shift (Part 1) 

Night Shift (Part 2) 

The Hunter (Part 1) 

The Hunter (Part 2)

Daemon Sanguinis (Part 1) 

Daemon Sanguinis (Part 2) 

Ring Of The Inevitable (Part 1) 

Ring Of The Inevitable (Part 2) 

The Emissary

Retribution

Water Hazard (Part 1) 

Water Hazard (Part 2)

Slashers (Part 1) 

Slashers (Part 2) 

Night Of The Wolf (Part 1) 

Night Of The Wolf (Part 2) 

Cold Blood (Part 1)

Cold Blood (Part 2) 

Bloodsucker (Part 1) 

Bloodsucker (Part 2) 

Genetrix (Part 1) 

Genetrix (Part 2) 

The Rider (Part 1) 

The Rider (Part 2) 

The King

The End

&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;em&#x3E;Murder is never easy to hear about, but unusual homicide always sends chills down the spine.&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/em&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;It was a gloomy Thursday, late in the evening when Sam got the call. Sam is a homicide detective, working in the city of Monstrum. She passed by a mirror, seeing a glimpse of her tired pale face. Her auburn hair looked greasy and unkempt at that moment. And she had several coffee stains on her grey jacket. Sleep was something that tended to elude her a fair bit, the only thing that could get her to sleep was a stream of sleeping pills. Sam stretched a bit before adjusting her hair to be somewhat unmessy. She knew the press would be on her ass like flies after cow crap. Especially after that incident in the tent&#x2026;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;Driving through the city of Monstrum, she&#x2019;d see a steady flow of traffic of people heading home from work. Some of the newer businesses in the city with buildings that stood above the very trees. Towering monuments of work and productivity. It made her feel rather sick to just look at it. Years ago, Monstrum used to be a whole lot smaller and a whole lot less busy. It was part of the reason she&#x2019;d moved here, to get away from the business of Portland. But, the trail of blood and sleepless nights followed her here.&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;Putting those thoughts behind her, she looked ahead to see the flashing lights of cop cars. The body was found 20 minutes ago, it was on the edge of a park. She could already see the white sheet from where she was in her car, sitting over the body next to a flickering street light. Exiting the car, she weaved her way through the crowds of civilians to the scene. Police officers nodded grimly in her direction, acknowledging her and the situation at hand. It was unfortunate, but in recent times, countless people either went missing or wound up dead.&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x201C;Wonder how this happened then?&#x201D; Sam asked herself, kneeling next to the body.&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;Peeling the cloth back with a gloved hand, she revealed the body of a young man. Maybe in his early 20&#x2019;s, completely drained of all fluids. His skin was wrinkled and shrinkwrapped around his bones and the mush that used to be functioning organs. His eyes were now deflated and sunken back into the skull. He looked like a skeletal raisin, which was an amusing thought in the grim moment. However, what wasn&#x2019;t funny was what she&#x2019;d see next. A small circular hole in the man&#x2019;s chest, with globs of a slimy inky black substance around the wound.&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;Moving the blanket down to his legs, Sam used her gloved hand to scoop up a bit of the substance. However, as soon as she touched the black goo, she immediately repulsed back. It felt hot to the touch, like boiling hot water. Though, the thin veil of skin seemed to be unaffected by the goo. Looking into the wound, Sam felt a lump forming in her throat as she saw more of that stuff. &#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x201C;What do you take of it, Miss Caruso?&#x201D; A familiar voice behind her said.&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;Turning behind, she&#x2019;d seen her ex, Mathew Kline, aka the police chief of Monstrum. Mathew stands at about 5&#x2019;10, with tanned skin, hazelnut eyes, short-cut black hair, and a thick beard he&#x2019;d grown recently. He was on the skinnier side, with some even saying scrawny for a police chief. But, she knew him quite intimately and he was very strong. Sam stood up, putting the cover back onto the body. Turning back to her ex and boss, she sighed heavily while removing her gloves.&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x201C;This is new to me, completely drained of fluids, unusual kill wound, and whatever the hell that goo is&#x2026; Are you sure this is a homicide?&#x201D; Sam asked, motioning her head to the body.&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x201C;That&#x2019;s the thing of it, we don&#x2019;t know, but we can&#x2019;t rule it out as a possibility. Whatever happened, it looked like there was a struggle. Blood trails, south of here, you may wanna take the investigation there, Miss Caruso.&#x201D; Mathew said, avoiding direct eye contact with me.&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x201C;You know I have a name, Mathew. But, thanks for the pointer, I will take great consideration of someone telling me how to do my job.&#x201D; Sam smirked a bit, before turning around and walking away.&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;Approaching the entrance of the park, Sam saw lines of blood droplets and more of the black goo. It was a trail, going from the left side of the entrance gate all the way to a rather sizable tree in the middle of the park. Walking around the perimeters of the tree, Sam didn&#x2019;t find any weapons, however, she did hear something. The sound of dripping liquid, looked up, to her horror. She found another body, but it wasn&#x2019;t human, it was a rather large pitbull, in the same condition. However, half of its body was sticking out from a hole in the tree. It slipped from the whole tree, with the exact same wound on its back.&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x201C;What the hell?!&#x201D; Sam exclaimed, jumping back away from the dog&#x2019;s body. &#x201C;GUYS?! WHO THE HELL MISSED THIS SHIT?!&#x201D;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;As the other investigators began running over, she saw something from the corner of her eye. It was the sight of a long tail, with bits of matted black fur. Turning back to the tree, she desperately began to look for the critter, but to no avail. And, when she couldn&#x2019;t see it, Sam felt a chill go up her spine like someone just walked over her grave. Looking around, she felt a burst of anxiety surge throughout her body. Turning back to the dog, Sam gulped a bit. Taking out her phone, she took several pictures of the dog and wound.&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x201C;Better go talk to Travis, see what he thinks about this...&#x201D; Sam said, before heading back towards her car. &#x201C;I got a bad feeling about this&#x2026;&#x201D;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;While she started her engine, she glanced toward a nearby garbage can. Where for one second, she saw a pair of red eyes staring at her from the darkness. Driving away from the scene, she went to a house that she hadn&#x2019;t in a long time. Travis Stone, he&#x2019;s an old friend of Sam&#x2019;s, he was on the eccentric side. Bit of a weirdo, but he was a genius. Stepping out of her car, she looked from side to side, feeling eyes on her. As soon as she knocked, the door swung open, and she saw large drops of that black goo dripping from the door frame. And, she could faintly hear the sound of claws scratching against a wooden floor. Before her, was Travis&#x2019;s cat, covered in that same black goo and its eyes glowing red. Alongside the same circular wound on the side of its belly.&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x201C;W-w-what the?!&#x201D; Sam shuddered with her eyes going wide as tea saucers.&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x201C;Sam, run!&#x201D; Travis&#x27;s voice echoed faintly from within the house.&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;

&#x3C;p&#x3E;Upon bloodied lands, your kin walk. &#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;Upon cursed lands, you live. &#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;The polluted waters give life to those that don&#x2019;t deserve it.&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;Many people have told tales of monsters, and supernatural terrors that haunted nightmares and legends. Most regard such tales with skepticism and outright brush them off. They are wrong, for you see, in the accursed land of Monstrum, Oregon.&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;/p&#x3E;&#x3C;p&#x3E;They are very real....&#x3C;/p&#x3E;

Monstrum: City Of Horror