The TLP Network

Envisioned by Dan.

A blank, bright, white wall that’s all Jason could see no matter which way he turned. He wasn’t exactly in a room,rooms had borders,corners where four walls a ceiling and a floor intersected. No matter which way he looked, up, down, right or left, all he saw was a single stretching into infinity. He saw that and nothing else.

There was no sense of time, no smell, no noise, he even had no sense of where he was. One moment he had been in his bedroom getting thrown around by an invisible attacker and the next he was here. (continue reading…)

Envisioned by Dan.

Kristina Thomas’ sneakers made just a hint of echo as she walked down corridor B of the Sound Haven nursing home. “Black and white tiles” she thought to herself. “Who came up with the idea that black and white checkered tiles were supposed to be (continue reading…)

Envisioned by Dan.

Jason Milsner awoke to a trembling, mind numbing,sweaty world. He tasted blood in his mouth and for a moment was sure that he was still in his dream but then he realized his arm and mouth were aching. He looked down and saw that he had bitten so hard into his arm to wake himself up that he had nearly torn the skin off. (continue reading…)

Envisioned by Dan.

“I must eat” a sweet, yet TOO sweet sounding voice said as a sickly, grinding crunching and chewing noise permeated the background of Jason’s dream. The voice, like the sound was sickening, unbearable yet with an underlying unstoppable sound to it.” I must feed Jason, I’m famished, hahahahahahahaha!” (continue reading…)