Edited by bestselling, award-winning anthologist John Joseph Adams, NIGHTMARE is a digital magazine of horror and dark fantasy. In its pages, you will find all kinds of horror and dark fantasy, from zombie stories and haunted house tales, to visceral psychological horror. Every month NIGHTMARE will bring you a mix of original fiction and reprints, and featuring a variety of authors: from the bestsellers and award-winners you already know to the best new voices you haven't heard of yet. When you read NIGHTMARE, it is our hope that you'll see where horror comes from, where it is now, and where it's going. The NIGHTMARE podcast, produced by Grammy Award-winning narrator and producer Stefan Rudnicki of Skyboat Media, is presented twice a month, featuring original audio fiction and classic reprints.
Jon Padgett | Flight 389
This time I will definitely die, Jeffords thinks. He feels that this conscious thought affords him a certain immunity from such a fate, though logically he knows that’s nonsense. As always, he chooses a window seat, not the aisle or---worst of all---the middle seat. The window seat is essential for a simple reason: Jeffords must remain in control of the window shade being up or down throughout the flight. At certain times it must be closed. At certain times he must open it, even though he dreads doing so, for, when he does, he finds himself trapped in one of three familiar nightmares. | Copyright 2021 by Jon Padgett. Narrated by Stefan Rudnicki.
WC Dunlap | Caw
He looks at me, and I am his. A steady rhythm of flickering light cast from above, pursuing me like a shadow. I scurry through tunnels, crawl through gutters and across fields, and always he is there. Relentless, wearing me down, toying with me. I escape it, breathless and relieved. But when I look down into the puddle of water at my feet, he is me. Black eyes slowly displace my brown, like thick tar pouring slowly into my pupils. Soft red lips stretch into a hard, pointed beak. Oily black feathers spread across brown, hairless skin. | Copyright 2021 by WC Dunlap. Narrated by Janina Edwards.
Gillian Daniels | Frost Bloom
I would call her beauty “otherworldly,” but that doesn’t really describe her cheekbones like scalpels, the ice that rimes the bird’s nest knots of her hair, or her ghost-cold touch when she visits me. “Beauty beyond description” or “the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen” just means the viewer, personally, finds her pleasing. What does a description like that tell you about the bored, dark dip of her eyes, the curve of her lip, and the forward thrust of her nose? | Copyright 2021 by Gillian Daniels. Narrated by Justine Eyre.
Orrin Grey | Chanson D’Amour
You wake with a start, your dream cutting off like a break in the film. If you could just remember it, you’d be getting somewhere, but it’s gone, the screen in front of you blinding white, the film spinning on its reel, the trailing end going flip flip flip as it turns. With a sigh, you shut off the machine, take that trailing bit of film, feed it back through, start rolling the whole thing again, from the bottom. The images on the screen move backward and too fast. | Copyright 2021 by Orrin Grey. Narrated by Stefan Rudnicki.
B. Narr | Cadaver Dogs
They didn’t find anything but the teeth. I heard somewhere that’s what pigs do, eat everything but the teeth. Except there were no pigs here. Just bloody molars strewn across the forest floor like a shattered pearl necklace. The parents of Mill Creek had already buried seven almost-empty coffins that summer. It was about to be eight. Me and Taylor and Easton and the rest weren’t supposed to be playing outside when we found them. By that time, our parents had gone from strict before-dark curfews to full on house arrest. | Copyright 2021 by B. Narr. Narrated by B. Narr.
Ally Wilkes | Where Things Fall from the Sky
Spitzbergen, 1881. The whaling station stinks, metallic and rank, even though it’s slap-you-in-the-face cold. David Grace---born and raised in the Welsh valleys---had thought he’d known cold. A thin layer of ice on milk left out overnight, his sisters tracing patterns in the frost on the bedroom windows. But the last few weeks in the Arctic seas have taken him somewhere entirely different. Up here, the cold gets into a man’s bones. He looks at the huts huddled around the small bay. | Copyright 2021 by Ally Wilkes. Narrated by Stefan Rudnicki.
Who is that great voice dripping in diamonds, and summers in the hamptons. She is, describing all the things i have been aghast by in hotels of a so called upper class stay. Its her, ugh here it is again , cant hotels get it together for us world travelers. I laughed my head off. Bring her back for more saccharine displeasure. Shows ae great. I sooo feel pampered after a good terror
Please get rid of the terrible host. The last host was much better!
I Love This Podcast!
Now this is Horror! I am a very king time listener and a loyal Patreon. This podcast has inched its way into my Top Ten. Possibly even my Top Five. The previous creepy Intro comorised of tense music and creepy sound effects along with an amazing Host, Jack Kincade, who has a hypnotic, silky voice with a sinister edge and blends the Intro and stories into an enthralling podcast for which I crave for the next episode like a junkie. The stories are complex and interesting, bringing in elements of history, legend, and horror is narrorated by the amazing Stephan Renikin. The hours of entertainment over the years has been exceptional.
HOWEVER, THE RECENT CHANGE TO A CAMPY “ELVIRA” COPY FEMALE NARRATOR IS LIKE NAILS ON A CHALKBOARD! Her put-on voice along with her agonizing rambling, fake laugh and ridiculous screaming, is a formate I may have appreciated as a very young teenager but not as an adult.
Dear Adam, Stephen & Holly,
Please pacify the major majority of your long time fans and return to your original iconic opening & Host Jack Kincade, that has made Nightmare Magazine Podcast the infamous Brand it is today!