Night Shift: A Comprehensive Guide to Losing Your Paycheck to the Undead
A night shift job. A disappearing inventory. And something undead stealing more than pumpkins. A darkly humorous toy photography horror short story.
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The Ridge Hunter
Snow erased old mistakes, but not this one. High above the ridgeline, a hunter prepared to strike—certain he understood the prey below.
The Gift Exchange
When Skeletor storms in to shut down the Snake Men’s Christmas party, he expects silence—not a present. One unexpected gift is all it takes to derail his complaints and keep the festivities going.
Apex Predator, Minor Problem
The trail is gone, the snow is deep, and Earl is “confidently improvising” in increasingly elaborate circles. Then Fran calls—and suddenly the blizzard isn’t the scariest thing in the woods.
First On Scene
A quiet day turns urgent when Snout Spout is called to a brushfire in the Evergreen Hollow. With water on his back and smoke on the horizon, he sprints the creek bed to stop the blaze before it spreads.
Promotion by Pressure Washer: A Skelcon’s Very Bad Plan
Fresh from an upgrade and dead tired, Snout Spout runs into a Skelcon desperate to impress Skeletor. On a thin strip of stone high above Eternia, one of them is about to learn what “significant increase in output” really means.
The Skull Legion’s Twilight Scout
Twilight bled through the canopy as I crouched between the roots of an ancient tree, the forest trembling with a power older than Eternos itself. My claws tightened around the spear gifted to me by General Vharok. I had been sent ahead—alone—to search for weakness in Castle Grayskull’s defenses. But the air here held no weakness. It watched. It listened.
A wolfbat cried overhead. A griffin roared in the distance.
And somewhere in the shadows beyond the brush, something moved—
not mortal, not Horde, not Snake.
Something ancient.
Night was coming.
And when it did, I would have to step forward.
He Hunts With Laughter
Beneath the dying leaves of Eternia’s forest, an assassin waits. His mission is simple—bring something alive. But for Sting-Or, the hunt is never about duty. It’s about the laughter before the sting.
Birds of a Feather… Get Fried Together
In the depths of the Fright Zone, four loud-mouthed Tengas discover why legends are better left unchallenged. They were warned not to enter. Goldar snarled at the Tenga Warriors to stay away from the...
Stavros the Unwavering: Guardian of the Cave of Echoing Secrets
Protector of Power That Was Never Meant to Be Found Every realm has its legends, but few are as enduring—or as feared—as Stavros the Unwavering. In this toy photography fantasy, we meet the dragonkin...