Spinebreaker Books

10/17/2026

10/16/2026

Jeffrey woke before his alarm. That never happened. He lay there staring at the ceiling, listening to the hum of the refrigerator in the kitchen. The apartment felt smaller than usual. Quieter. He rolled over and checked his phone.
2:17 a.m. No notifications. No emergency alerts. No reason to be awake. Still — he didn’t fall back asleep.
By 6:00 he gave up. Half a pack of ci******es sat on the nightstand beside the cheap particleboard table he’d bought three years ago and never replaced.
He lit one and scrolled through the headlines.
“Strategic Alliance Talks Continue”
“Markets Dip on Rising Global Tensions”
“Pentagon Increases Readiness Level”
He snorted softly. Readiness for what? He showered, dressed in worn jeans and a faded LSU shirt, grabbed his tackle box and rod.
“I’m going fishing,” he muttered. “Too much noise everywhere else.”
New Roads, Louisiana didn’t ask much of a man. Water. Air. Space. He found a quiet stretch along the bank and cast his line. Cracked a b**r. Let the silence settle. It didn’t settle.
Down the bank, boots shuffled across gravel. An older man approached — mid-forties maybe, maybe older. Hard years blur the face. Wrinkled shirt. Hair uneven. Eyes alert but unfocused. The man sat a little too close.
“How you doin’, sir?” Jeffrey asked politely.
The man didn’t answer right away. Just stared at the water.
“Aggravated,” he finally said. “World’s coming apart and nobody sees it.”
Jeffrey reeled in and adjusted his bait.
“World’s always coming apart,” he said lightly.
The man turned slowly.
“You either stand for something or you fall for everything. My daddy said that.”
Jeffrey nodded. “Smart man.”
The man leaned closer.
“They’re moving pieces. Russia. China. You think that’s coincidence?”
Jeffrey caught the faint smell of cheap liquor.
“Think politicians like scaring people,” Jeffrey replied evenly.
The man laughed — sharp, humorless.
“They ain’t scaring you enough.”
He je**ed suddenly, rod bending.
“Oh! Got one!”

10/15/2026

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10/15/2026

PROLOGUE

{Recorded 911 call}
(Circa. Jan. 12, 1992)

Operator : “911, what is your Emergency?” Caller : (Caller’s voice is shaking and in hysterics) “M-my s-son just killed his father!”
Operator : “Alright Ma’am, stay calm. Can you give me your name and address?”
Caller : (Caller’s voice remains hysterical) “I-I’m in the bathroom… He-he’s trying to get in…” (caller is heard sobbing) Operator : “Ma’am, I’m going to need you to calm down and give me your addre- “
(loud crash and petrified screaming is heard)
Operator : “Ma’am? What’s going on? Are you hurt?” Caller : (Caller is heard screaming) “HE’S BREAKING THROUGH THE DOOR!”
Operator : “Alright ma’am, stay on the line with me. What’s your address?”
(Second loud crash is heard followed by caller’s screams) Caller: “NO! NO PLEASE! PLEASE GOD NO! PLEASE DON’T!” Operator :
“Ma’am?! Ma’am, what’s going on?”
Caller : (Caller continues screaming in terror) “HE’S INSIDE!”
(Caller begins wailing; young, adolescent voice is heard)
Unknown : “Don’t you want some cake, Mother?”
(Caller lets out another petrified squeal) Caller : “Please… Please don’t…”
(Caller is heard wailing again and a young, adolescent voice is heard again) Unknown : “Happy Birthday to me… Happy Birthday to me…”
(Caller’s screams and wails are replaced with animalistic shrieks)
Operator : “Ma’am, are you alright?! Who’s there with you?”
(Animalistic shrieks cease and death rattle is heard)
Operator : “Ma’am?! Ma’am are you there?!”
(Death rattle fades and dial tone is heard)

[End of Call]

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10/13/2026

"When society collapses without warning, chaos spreads faster than anyone can comprehend. Cities fall into violence, communication dies, and survival becomes the only currency that matters.

John emerges as an unlikely leader among a scattered group of survivors, including Aaron—a volatile but loyal counterpart whose instincts often clash with John’s calculated decisions. As they navigate the ruins of a broken world, the group quickly learns that the greatest threat isn’t just the collapse of infrastructure, but the rise of people willing to exploit it.

Their journey forces them into increasingly dangerous territory, where resources are scarce and trust is even scarcer. Along the way, they encounter other survivors—some desperate, some dangerous, and some hiding intentions far worse than death. Among these threats is a growing enemy presence, organized and relentless, watching, waiting, and hunting.

As pressure mounts, John is forced to make impossible decisions: split the group to increase survival odds, risk lives for information, and plan for outcomes where not everyone makes it. The emotional weight of leadership begins to strip away his humanity, while Aaron struggles with the cost of following orders that go against his instincts.

Tension within the group rises as fear, exhaustion, and loss begin to fracture their unity. Every move becomes a calculated risk, every encounter a test of loyalty. The line between right and necessary begins to blur.

By the time they reach a fragile safe haven, it becomes clear that survival isn’t the end goal—it’s only the beginning of something far more dangerous. The group must now face a harsher truth:

The world didn’t just fall.
It changed.

And the people who survive it… will too."

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10/13/2026

“The worst part wasn’t what I saw…
it was what saw me first.”

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10/12/2026

What do you believe?

Kevin Bailey doesn't believe in anything-ghosts, God, or anything in between. Kevin wants the rest of the world to see the truth, but no one will listen. So he'll make them listen.

Recruiting three students from a nearby college, Kevin has set up an experiment to end the debate once and for all-a phony paranormal investigation. Spirits aren't real; all you have to do is turn the lights off and tell a scary story. Suddenly, the little blond girl beside you thinks she's hemorrhaging blood all over the carpet. Or take the tall boy, the one with all the muscles. Just tell him his dead brother will appear in the backseat of his car tonight, and it's off to the races! And the fat one...the one who thinks he's a witch. He's a tough nut to crack, but we'll get him. After all, it's easy when they all believe...when they all want to believe.

So, what about you? What do you believe? Is it all just a show, or is the creak in the boards really the devil's footsteps? Is the noise in the kitchen from the refrigerator's exhaust fan, or is it some incomprehensible abomination, slowly making its way towards you to have a little fun in the dark?

So step up to the campfire! Throw your bags on the ground and grab a seat on the nearest log. I want to tell you a story, and I want to see if you believe it by the end. If you're willing to open your ears and close your eyes, I'll show you the complete truth. Just keep your eyes closed shut, no matter what happens. Remember, just don't...open...your eyes...

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