Regurgitating years of nightmares one fear filled fiction story at a time.

Welcome to RobSeyk.com. For years nightmares have prevented me from getting any kind of peaceful sleep. They would range anywhere from two elderly women trying to sew my fingers together with a sewing machine to being eaten alive by hyenas' and everything in between. No matter how hard I would try to suppress them, the terror would return night after night. Eventually I realized it would be better to embrace cold sweat imagery and the best way to do so was to put them to paper. Slowly I beg...

Welcome to RobSeyk.com. For years nightmares have prevented me from getting any kind of peaceful sleep. They would range anywhere from two elderly women trying to sew my fingers together with a sewing machine to being eaten alive by hyenas' and everything in between. No matter how hard I would try to suppress them, the terror would return night after night. Eventually I realized it would be better to embrace cold sweat imagery and the best way to do so was to put them to paper. Slowly I began to unravel years of nightmares into structured, thought provoking tales of terror with unimaginable twists. So now, I invite, even dare you to take a journey into my world of grisly insomnia.