Deathbed

Ritch Duncan is a comedy writer and social media professional living in New York City.

Ritch Duncan

Deathbed Digest: Spring 2026

15 original horror stories. No survivors.

Steve Young

555

Fake number. Real terror.

Kate Wilkinson

Preserverance Or: The Bag of Bones

"She began the same way she did every morning: putting herself together."

Doug Bost

Blood Makes Noise

"It's not a ringing. It's different."

Ritch Duncan

Tophouse

What goes up...

Dan McCoy

Noted To Death

Follow no rules. Give no comfort.

Janine Annett

Muted

"Dave. can you hear me?"

Gena Radcliffe

Sweet Nothings

"If you spit it out, I'll shoot you."

Ben Zelevansky

No More Mr. Nice Guy

Objects in mirror may be closer than they appear.

Jeffrey Kaufman

Atlantis

The water is cold. I’m not swimming now, just wading.

Ritch Duncan

The Day George Danvers Bought The Farm

The term “deathbed” really wasn’t so bad, once you factored in the “bed” part.

Kevin Maher

Final Girl Ted Talk

"What I Learned From Surviving The Ski Mountain Massacre And How It Can Increase Your Ad Sales This Quarter" by Ginny Clark aka: "The Bi*ch with the Flare Gun"

Todd Mitchell

Rematch

"Game Over" is only the beginning.

Jeffrey Kaufman

Just Relax

It's important to be a good host.

Ritch Duncan

Nibbles: A Christmas Nightmare

It's every elf for himself.

Ben Zelevansky

Survival Job

Long hours. Killer benefits.

Kevin Maher

Season’s Greetings from the Carsel Family!

Evil is afoot.

Ritch Duncan

Deathbed Digest: Sept-Nov 2025

What? No free scary short story by a comedy writer today? THE HORROR!

Gena Radcliffe

The Telltale Honk

Conscience can be a funny thing.

Ritch Duncan

The Tantrum

Toys. Tears. Terror.

Bob Powers

I Once Performed Dark Magic At A Sleepover And Now I Have Trouble Expressing My Affection For Romantic Partners

Sorcery is easy. Relationships are hard.

Dan McCoy

The Monster Hunter Changes His Mind

Monsters. Mayhem. Metaphor.

Scott Jacobson

Please Burn

There it was, in the shed, as promised.

CeCe Pleasants Adams

Giggles

Cynthia stood in the sick yellow staff bathroom of the pediatric wing of the hospital.

Ritch Duncan

The Breakdown

Peterson didn’t consider himself a murderer. He’d only killed the one woman, after all.