Short stories around 6 minutes

A rainy evening, I was driving on the highway at a very crazy speed when suddenly, I thought I had seen something. I halted on the break and reversed the car, but the man turned quickly. The man's...

Kareen and I had a head collision at the airport and felt as if we were going to meet again. Kareen giggled with the I-know-you-like-it look as I went into the bathroom to refresh and we both...

In 1942, after having the traditional punch and cookies and singing 'round the fire, I drove down Taylor Avenue to church for the midnight service. I looked out the rear window at passing houses,...

Occasionally I receive letters from friends apologizing prettily inside in case I am by now a colonel. In drawing-rooms I am sometimes called "Captain-er", and a sentry mistook me for a Major and...

In the heat of battle, with tens of thousands of Germans descending on the British trenches and all hope lost, a man prays to Saint George.

When the last days were upon me, I loved the irradiate refuge of sleep, and wandered through old gardens and enchanted woods, sailing endlessly and languorously under strange stars, and walking...

The idea that Ibid is the author of the Lives is frequently met with, but the truth is that he was a Roman- or at. of the great Anician family. Ibidus was born in 486, held the consulship in 516,...

Nyarlathotep, the crawling chaos, said he had risen up out of the blackness of twenty-seven centuries and had heard messages from places not on this planet. Nyarlathotep, swarthy, slender, and...

The Pole Star shines into the North Window of my chamber with uncanny light, but still leers down from the same place in the black vault. When it is cloudy, I can sleep. Once, I saw the city for...

My memories are very confused, and I don't know where they begin. I found a worm-riddled book in a dimly lighted place near the black, oily river where the mists always swirl, and it fell open...

A cat is said to be the soul of antique Aegyptus, and bearer of tales from forgotten cities in Meroe and Ophir. In Ulthar, an old cotter and his wife delighted in trapping and slaying cats, but the...

In London, there is a man who screams when the church bells ring and lives alone with his streaked cat. He shuns friends and companions and wishes to answer no questions. It has been a decade since...