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The Alabastor Succubus
I could tell she wanted to eat me but not by any of the obvious reasons a succubus would lead on. She never once gave the impression of some kind of demon that wanted to rip part from my spine and squeeze my spleen like a sponge spilling blood over her rare panda bear rug, and her large collection of lit candles. 
I still remember that stare from across the bar. It was a classy joint, one where the mention of beer would get every man in a suit jacket to stare at you like you just bashed someone over the head with a rock. "Wine?" Was the first word out of my mouth as my buddies finally found a table not occupied by a kids trying to dress like their grandparents. 
Now every time I say classy I mean it in the same sense where you make air quotes to exaggerate the meaning without sounding like a sarcastic jerk yet that's exactly how you look. My buddies had good intentions but after several disastrous attempts of finding me a girlfriend using several lame ploys, we came here, to
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The Monolith Chapter Fifteen
The room was bright, bright enough to give every one the same pounding headache as they entered the room, shielding their eyes. Already their minds were cracking, falling apart like eggs about to be cooked. They had just left behind two people in a room alive. They knew that either the room will eventually kill them or they will day along with time and time in the monolith isn't forgiving.
Somewhere in the whiteness that made the room, archways arose, thirty of them each labeled above with a single word. Snake. Flyer. Yellow. Water. The words were simple and unique. They were hard to see and at first they didn't make any sense to the remaining team. Then someone decided to just step through the first door and disappeared. The room sparked like a camera with it's flash on an abnormally bright setting.
Then another.
Jack took a step towards a door with the word Ghost above. He decided to take a chance on this door until a hand grabbed him. Mendy smiled behind him, "That one's mine." She
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The Monolith: Chapter Fourteen
The room was empty and that made them all smile. No food this time, not even supplies of any kind. It was just an empty room with no door. They room was small so that when they all lied down, their feet touched. That didn’t matter because the exhaustion took over and they all fell deep into the souls of their minds to rest.
There were no dreams, just a voice that repeated, "One Wish." The voice got louder and when they were awake they noticed the room had grown larger.
"I can't do this anymore."
Everyone was crouched around a single body. It was Simone, and there in the room now ten times the size as it was before was a dead body with the name of Simone.
"Jack! I can't do this anymore," Marina's voice wasn't as pleasant as he had remembered. Her hand was in his, yet he felt nothing. There was no heat, nor any kind of coldness. Perhaps outside he would have even felt a pulse but here like everything else, it felt dead.
Mendy get up like clockwork and began checking the walls. The
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The Monolith: Chapter Thirteen
Sixteen of them stood alive, breathing, some heaving. Mendy and Jack tried to create some kind of structure during this moment to regroup but it was impossible. The teams were in disarray, many were hurt, two had missing limbs and we did what we could to bandage them up. They had lost many supplies and food throughout the last couple of obstacles and sat in shock. Their eyes were glazed; their spirits torn pulled from their bodies and dragged down the rocks outside. They ate what they had, left everything but one bag they used to bandage the hurt, but they were already low on supplies.
Simone's hand was just a ghostly image now. And Gloria's toes had been smashed so bad she couldn't even walk. It would have been nice if it was a clean cut like Simone's hand, but instead, the flesh and muscle amassed in a flat piece of dying flesh hanging like a jellyfish on the end of her foot.
They ate the only food they had and walked down into the next room like lost civilians after a war had destro
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The Monolith: Chapter Twelve
At this point they had no idea how many of us were left. We stood in a corridor with walls that slid back and forth. The light showed bright as we entered but now as each wall slid closed, the darkness ran in. The closed at different speeds but we were trapped in the darkness, hearing the sounds of the doors slam shut as a bone crushing speed and strength.
They all heard someone step forward and they heard the bone crushing sound tear through their skin and hearts. They’re throats went dry and they felt sick like they had tiny rabbits biting each other to death inside them.
Jack's face was covered of blood, not his of course but he was standing inches from the door that just erupted a person onto him.
The light danced open, only teasing. It felt bright like the desert sun with its heat pulsating through the gaps and then it vanished at strange intervals. It was barely enough to judge the door in front of them.
Through the brief stream of intense light, they caught the shadow of o
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The Monolith: Chapter Eleven
Darkness is a funny thing. If a bird plucked out your eyes, you'd be just as blind. If you died, perhaps you wouldn't know. Darkness wasn't a friend to the group and the first person to yell made everyone's heart skip.
There was crying. There was heartache but worst of all their was that yell.
"Who was it?" a woman said.
"Who said that?" a male voice asked.
"Where's that bastard? They all knew that quivering voice. It was once the sound of someone who knew what he was doing, a leader, now it sounded like an angry teenager who didn't get what he wanted. He just wanted everyone to live. He wanted George to live, to breathe.
"It's Breenan and I think we should do a roll call."
"Steve! I'm going to . . ."
"That's Jack. I'm Mendy."
The roll call continued until two names were missing, Steve and Raven.
"Raven?"
"Steve?"
They yelled, calling out for the two missing people until another scream filled the air. "Who was that?"
Complete silence filled the chamber.
Jack felt an arm wrap under his
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The Monolith: Chapter Ten
Jack woke with everyone running around like caged lizards. Colors filled his eyes as he saw the plastic tubes running up and around the gigantic room. "Good you're up." The voice was unfamiliar but as he focused he realized it was Tegan.
"What's going on?"
"Accessing the room. No traps or dangers, so now it's time to get ready. Are you up to it?" She said all this without even looking at Jack's face.
"It's like a giant hamster city."
"Yeah. Crazy right?" He laughed almost proud to see what lied in front of their eyes. "A giant hamster city. I call it Hamstertopia."
She finally turned, removing herself from the dazed induced by the room and helped Jack up. "Come on, the entrance is over here." Four tubes, different colors like their bands on their wrist lined the center of the room.
"Everyone ready?" Tegan said back in a daze.
They lined up in front of each tube. George and Steve in the blue line, near the end. Jack and Mendy in the red. Two more lines stood behind the yellow and green
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The Monolith: Chapter Nine
When you hate something, sometimes it’s hard to keep from kicking it too hard. Jack stood next to the man asleep, kicking him. "Wake up."
Paul reacted violently, jumping back onto his hands with a look of dire fear on his face. "Finally caught up to you," George said.
Marina shook her head. "I actually hoped you had died back there."
"Well," he brushed himself off, trying to regain composure. He wanted to kill them. He didn't know why, but the feeling was there in the back of his head, knocking. "Well, I figured I'd scout ahead for you guys."
"Yeah, sure," Jack said walking away from the scared man. "Mendy, what do we got here?"
Mendy had just made her way around the room. "No doors, just that thing." her finger pointed towards the only thing in the room, and everyone had hoped that there was something else. But it hung there, and traveled deep into the shadows above. The light came from the sides of the room, glowing slabs of granite.
"No way," Steve said touching the rope with
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The Monolith: Chapter Eight
They rested and life felt good. Not in the same sense of leaning against a tree on a bright sunny day but like digging a hole for hours, only to find the tiniest bit of shade behind a sun wrmed boulder kind of good. It was better, that was for sure. They ate and it felt filling. They laughed and exchanged stories, even though they didn't remember anything. But they felt good.
"Mendy, sit with us," Marina yelled at the girl from across the room.
Jack passed around a sandwich that was in a plastic bag to Mendy.
"How do we know they aren't poison?" she knocked the sandwich out of Jack's hand.
Jack turned to pick up the sandwich and pushed it into her waist. "Because that would be too simple."
The food wasn't poisoned and neither was the water. There were no traps in the room and that made Mendy uneasy. She had already traced the wall with her fingers, she even experimented with the water and food, but she didn't eat it.
"There's no way that someone intended for us to go through such trial
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The Monolith: Chapter Seven
At first they were confused by the space of the room. It wasn’t a room. Instead, feet in front of them, were a long set of stairs.
Mendy was again the first to venture off and as she disappeared above them, the rest followed up the stairway.
"Stairs?"
Their arms were on fire and now they stared at an obstacle that would make their legs enflamed like a furnace as well.
They climbed. The staircase was big enough for two people to walk comfortably side by side and so they split into groups, taking a break for what they thought was around ten minutes. They stayed together and rested together. Time vanished, their eyes began to hurt and shortly following was the pain in their legs.
George was the last man in the group and Mendy led them forward.
"I'm going to kill that bastard when I see him," George said as he caught up to the group that waited for him, with his legs trying to kill him.
"You okay, George?" Marina asked resting twelve steps above him. She reached out and touched the f
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The Monolith: Chapter Six
The chasm could swallow you whole, take your house with it and spit it back into the air, as if it tasted like feces. The group had collected at the edge of a small platform as the door closed behind them, they stared deep into it’s throat and found only fear living there in the darkness.
Katie was the first to choke something out,"Why?"
It was a good question. It was honest and it had hung in the back of everyone's mind like a shattered mirror holding on to its last shard. "Why?"
Jack wanted to answer. Unlike the others he knew why they were here. He knew about the wars that had laid waste to other countries and the retaliation that had left only smaller nations what remained of the earth's resources. He knew the sound of greed, like explosions on a kids television. He smelled fear, tasted war and realized that they all had. Instead he chunked the shoe that was left behind into the gorge and they all listened - it never made a sound. The bottom was far and deep and if anyone fel
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The Monolith: Chapter Five
"We all wanted to be here," Jack said through the hallway, his aching like it had just split open. They all jogged next to him, listening to the words that flowed like fire.
"We were chosen to be here . . . we wanted to be here," he said staring blindly forward, almost hypnotized.
"This is all a big game and at the top of this large monolith is a prize," Jack stopped at the end of the hall, "one wish."
"We can have anything we want," he was still in a daze trying to push out the memories that that didn’t help them but forced their way into his head. They hammered through like flood break through a wall, but right now he needed to concentrate on the ones that could help them. His mom, his grandfather and  . . . he pushed it away and concentrated on the television. His eyes began to tear.
"It's another beautiful day at the base of the monolith . . . well if you don't count the immense fog that has always surrounded it. So if you never heard of the monolith, which I doubt, this
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The Monolith: Chapter Four
The world swirled, danced. Darkness turned to figures and those figures turned into light. They hovered around him, watching like gods who loved their creation. They laughed and the sound reminded him of pureness and innocence. There among the grass he saw his mother.
Steve had almost drowned but everyone worked together to get everyone into the new room above them. They had all scrambled into the room from the flooded room as it rose, pushing them up. They had noticed one man missing, Jack
George dove in. The three Kats watched at the edge of the hole, waiting, wanting, and hoping.
"Where's Jack?" Mendy asked. It was Katrina, she was paler and skinnier than the other two, who replied, "Somewhere in the water."
Mendy didn't know what to do, she felt a bond, a lifeline for Jack, and like the others before, he could be dead. There was something about him that she trusted but she moved on, accepting his death. This is a game and people are going to die she thought to herself and wa
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The Monolith: Chapter Three
They managed to enter the next room without anyone melting into the floor. Sometimes it takes a drastic lesson to learn. Seeing someone melt like pizza is a very unforgettable lesson.
"Where are we now?" Anyone could have said that. No one cared.
Mendy had already made her way to the center of the empty room. It was just as big as the two before and it echoed when spoken into it.
"Mendy, Mendy, Mendy," it echoed through the room. Jack tried again to get her attention but she didn't turn, instead she walked to the end of the room and examined the walls.
"That girl is going to get us killed," George said out loud and the boy who screamed in the first room starting laughing. His name was Paul. There was something about Paul that seemed . . . odd. It was like he was so much more different than everyone else.
He sat on the floor laughing and when he finally stopped, the room was noticeably quiet and everyone stared at him. The boy just stared off towards Mendy while the rest of the people i
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The Monolith: Chapter Two
Mendy crossed the threshold first. The others watched as the doorway swallowed her in one gulp.
Many trembled, some moved without hesitating, dancing, while the floor below began to change to a dark fiery red and then, they realized that they had to move forward. The darkness stared at them, an open mouth with death as its teeth and a tongue that would swallow their souls. “One wish,” someone whispered and as a group - more like a blind mob who kept close with each other for comfort - they pushed into the hallway.    
They felt the walls with their trembling hands, guiding their way through the darkness. At first it seemed safe to move as a group, the feeling of touching someone real with an elbow or even briefly with a hand felt reassuring, but the floor told a different story. It glowed like demon's eyes and it made them do one thing. They ran.
Jack felt a hand tug his, it was Marina’s, and with it they ran together, scared. The hallway was dark except the light tha
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The Monolith: Chapter One
The floor was firm and cold, the feeling had reminded them of a hospital examination table. Thoughts of pain, needles and death filled their minds. Then the smell swirled into their nostrils - urine and blood; it was if someone had emptied their diseased bladder here.
Jack was the first to awaken, lifting himself with both hands, turning and then, as he got on his knees, he stood among the bodies. He counted. "One, Two, Three . . ." his voice trailed off and when he turned around there was lovely tanned girl staring at him.
It had scared him; perhaps anything at the moment would have jolted him. "Hmph," he sucked in lots of air and his arms reached for his heart, clutching. She smiled back.
"Name's Mendy," her arm was stretched out in front of her. "What's yours?"
He was amazed that the first question he had heard was about who he was and not about where they were. "Jack, Jack Barrera," he then quickly shifted the question to something more important - Prioritize Jack he thought
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The Monolith was never finished... my bad. About 60-70 short stories I wrote were never finished ... also my bad. But... it turns out i have some stuff that just never got published or stories I had plans for in another book. Well guess what? I'm back! And I think I should put stuff here and more importantly ... finish The Monolith.

That's right! I'm can't believe i never finished it. I originally wanted to write the whole thing before i started publishing it's pieces. So this time, I will. In reality there are only about three chapters left, but i lost a lot of information and notes when i got laid off two years ago, which is the real reason i stopped. I lost all my notes and had no idea who was even alive anymore. But i'll take the next couple days re reading and making new notes. Hopefully there wont be any holes and if there are please let me know.

So expect the next chapter in about a month or so. Till then here's a short story I never published: The Alabastor Succubus.

The Alabastor SuccubusI could tell she wanted to eat me but not by any of the obvious reasons a succubus would lead on. She never once gave the impression of some kind of demon that wanted to rip part from my spine and squeeze my spleen like a sponge spilling blood over her rare panda bear rug, and her large collection of lit candles. 
I still remember that stare from across the bar. It was a classy joint, one where the mention of beer would get every man in a suit jacket to stare at you like you just bashed someone over the head with a rock. "Wine?" Was the first word out of my mouth as my buddies finally found a table not occupied by a kids trying to dress like their grandparents. 
Now every time I say classy I mean it in the same sense where you make air quotes to exaggerate the meaning without sounding like a sarcastic jerk yet that's exactly how you look. My buddies had good intentions but after several disastrous attempts of finding me a girlfriend using several lame ploys, we came here, to

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Happy Birthday :cake:
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Thanks!
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you're welcome :aww:
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yo dude. 
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Found you on loveTWITTER ! and watched! :33

Just opened my twitter account, would be cool if you could join me at twitter.com/catazarch ^o^
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Hi L. Vera, welcome to ALL-ART-4-EVER! I am one of the admins of AA4E and just wanted to say that we are glad to see that you have joined us! :happybounce: Please do not hesitate to give us input about whatever aspect of the group you please, we are always open to new ideas and suggestions! :dummy:
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Thanks. Guess what I finally put up something new. "The Alabastor Succubus" fav.me/d9xkd9m
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wOOO Welcome back :) and awesome
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Thanks. I'm such a slacker. But I'm going to change that this year. :)
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I'm pretty sure you don't go on here anymore, but just wanted to stop by and say I've been thinking about you and your old stories lately.  Hope you are doing well :)
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Thanks. Guess what I finally put up something new. "The Alabastor Succubus" fav.me/d9xkd9m
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