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		<title>Maggots, Eyeballs and Other Halloween Treats</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2025 18:44:21 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[When a recently divorced man moves into a quiet new town, all he wants is peace, anonymity, and maybe a fresh start. But a mysterious invitation to a Halloween party at an abandoned warehouse promises the chance to meet people—and maybe forget his troubles for one night. What begins as a harmless throwback to childhood ghost stories soon turns macabre, as the party’s “game” of make-believe takes on a horrifyingly real edge. By the time the blindfolds come off, the line between party guest and accomplice has vanished. Maggots, Eyeballs and Other Halloween Treats is a chilling descent into guilt, denial, and the haunting consequences of curiosity gone too far.]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Bone Tree </title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 12 Oct 2025 02:38:58 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Kai Arkwright thinks he’s immune to fear. But when he and his friend Morgan sneak into the Oregon woods at midnight and discover a dead oak hung with bones, their night of mischief turns into a nightmare. Something ancient waits beneath that tree, and it remembers them both. A haunting story about curiosity, memory, and the price of chasing what should stay buried.]]></description>
		
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		<title>Ghogoan</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2025 20:00:32 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[When freelance designer Marshall Blake rents an old farmhouse outside Kubrick Creek, he expects peace, quiet, and time to rebuild his life. What he gets instead are sleepless nights, phantom words written in a stranger’s hand, and the growing sense that something buried beneath his floorboards is trying to reach him. Each new message draws him deeper into the mystery of the house’s previous tenant—a young woman who vanished without a trace. As Marshall uncovers the truth behind her disappearance, he realizes that some voices refuse to stay silent… and some graves refuse to stay closed.]]></description>
		
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		<title>Precious Memories</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 03 Oct 2025 17:01:50 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[When a grieving husband sets out to reunite with his wife for a simple weekend getaway, a violent storm forces him down a road he’ll never escape. Drawn to an antique shop called Precious Memories, he discovers that every relic inside holds more than dust and history—it holds a soul. Trapped in a labyrinth of living memories and vengeful spirits, he must face the darkest parts of his past to find his wife before the store itself consumes them both. But in a place where memories are currency and love is the cost, some things are better left forgotten.]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Passenger</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Oct 2025 06:32:16 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[A rideshare driver accepts a midnight request from a desolate roadside near a cemetery. His passenger is a man whose face remains hidden in shadow, yet whose presence feels strangely familiar. What begins as a simple ride turns into a nightmarish encounter with the uncanny, leading the driver toward a chilling revelation about his own fate. A taut and unsettling tale of reflection, inevitability, and the things we fear most when the road ahead disappears into darkness.]]></description>
		
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		<title>Evil</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Oct 2025 06:24:05 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[God, it’s cold. Shivering, I push my hand out of my coat sleeve. Check my watch. Seven thirty. It won’t be long now. I scan the edge of the field, just to be sure, then reach for the thermos. I twist off the cap. Steam...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Self-Preservation</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Jun 2025 04:37:09 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Calvin finds refuge in the dim haze of The Drunken Lantern. But when a pale, mysterious woman begins appearing after his third drink, he’s forced to confront not only his failing health but an unsettling proposition that challenges his understanding of guilt, consequence, and mercy. A chilling, atmospheric descent into addiction and supernatural temptation, this story explores how far someone might go to escape their own failings—and the unseen cost of such escape.]]></description>
		
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		<title>Rings</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Jun 2025 21:16:42 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“Cold grazes fat on the corpse of summer’s dew.” “True.” I rip off a chunk of bread and toss it to her. “It would be easier.” She catches it with both hands and disappears behind a curtain of hair. Face, bread, and all. Squatted down,...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Leftovers</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2025 22:53:25 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Snowed in and grieving the sudden loss of his wife, Wendell turns to an old cast-iron pot for comfort. But as the meals simmer and the past begins to stir, he finds that some recipes are more than just tradition—they're ritual. With each bite, he draws closer to the one he lost... but something else might be coming back with her. A haunting meditation on grief, memory, and the thin line between devotion and possession, Leftovers serves a slow-burning horror that lingers long after the final course.]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Disappearance</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2025 15:10:59 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[When mountain man Rowan Berry vanishes during a punishing snowstorm, his friends brave the wilderness to find him—only to confront a force far older and more malevolent than they ever imagined. Their search leads them to the rotting remains of the Old Milton Place, a home steeped in rumors of dark magic and unspeakable crimes. As the storm rages, the line between myth and reality shatters, forcing them to fight not just for Rowan’s life, but for their own souls. An atmospheric descent into Appalachian horror, The Disappearance explores the chilling cost of confronting evil that refuses to die.]]></description>
		
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		<title>Teddy&#8217;s Lament</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2025 14:55:06 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I’ve been in therapy for a while, struggling to come to terms with events that happened during my childhood. To face them head-on, my therapist recommended writing down everything I can remember about that time of my life. Just to get it out of the...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Reeds</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Apr 2025 16:14:01 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[When a late-night plea for help sends Chisto racing to a deserted elementary school, he expects to face a flesh-and-blood threat. But the night air is thick with more than just danger—it's alive with whispers from the past. As the reeds sway and the shadows deepen, Chisto realizes that not every horror can be fought off with bravery alone. A haunting tale of loyalty, fear, and unseen forces, The Reeds lingers in the mind long after the last page is turned.]]></description>
		
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		<title>Conference Room D</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Apr 2025 05:37:15 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[When Daniel lands a much-needed job at Deleo Incorporated, he thinks his luck has finally turned around—until he discovers a forbidden conference room shrouded in mystery and fear. As whispers turn to warnings and nightmares bleed into reality, Daniel and his new colleagues are drawn into a confrontation with a terror that corporate policy can’t contain. A chilling exploration of curiosity, guilt, and the unseen forces that linger behind locked doors, this story will make you think twice before ignoring a “Do Not Enter” sign.]]></description>
		
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		<title>Children of the Storm</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2025 04:42:17 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[When Donovan Kimble accepts a post at a remote lighthouse, he thinks he’s found a quiet way to make peace with his past. But a midnight knock during a brutal storm sets off a chain of events that reveals the lighthouse's true, harrowing purpose—and the ancient forces it was built to hold at bay. A brooding and atmospheric tale of isolation, ancient pacts, and the price of compassion, this story will leave you wondering what waits just beyond the light.]]></description>
		
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		<title>Seven Last Breaths</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2025 04:42:12 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[When hospice nurse Marla Keene accepts a position at the remote Granger House, she expects a quiet place to help patients through their final days. But Granger House is not what it seems. As the residents utter chilling final phrases and reality begins to unravel around her, Marla realizes that death within these walls is part of something much older—and far more terrifying—than natural decline. A deeply unsettling tale of inevitable fate and cosmic horror, this story will stay with you long after the final breath is spent.]]></description>
		
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		<title>Beyond the Walls of Death</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Apr 2025 20:16:34 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[After the tragic loss of their son, Daniel and Melissa are desperate to reconnect with him—no matter the cost. As they explore near-death experiences and fringe science in hopes of bridging the gap, they discover that some boundaries are crossed at a terrible price. A haunting and emotional tale about grief, obsession, and the dark forces that lurk just beyond perception, this story pulls you into a chilling exploration of love’s most dangerous extremes.]]></description>
		
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		<title>The House on Black Hollow Road</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Mar 2025 13:00:37 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[On the last night of summer, three teenage boys dare each other to enter the infamous Crowder House, an abandoned mansion with a sinister reputation. What starts as a simple test of courage quickly turns into a fight for survival when they discover that something inside is watching them—something that doesn’t need eyes to see. As the walls close in and reality distorts, they must find a way out before they become just another story whispered about in the dark. A chilling tale of fear, unseen horrors, and the price of curiosity.]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Executioner’s Hood</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Mar 2025 02:00:31 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[ When an ancient executioner’s hood arrives at the Pinehurst Historical Museum, it brings more than just history—it brings judgment. As staff and visitors experience disturbing phenomena, unease turns to horror when a man is found beheaded, his crime detailed on a centuries-old parchment. More deaths follow, each execution eerily precise, each victim linked to past sins. Museum curator Lydia Caldwell and security head Richard Maynard must uncover the truth behind the hood’s gruesome legacy before the next sentence is carried out. But some justice cannot be undone. A chilling descent into historical horror, The Executioner’s Hood will make you question whether the past ever truly rests.]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Messenger</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 22 Feb 2025 17:00:15 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[When an unearthed mass grave in Brittany reignites whispers of an ancient curse, American expatriate Dick Darrel dismisses the town’s superstitions. But as unsettling events begin to unfold—an ominous visitor in the night, a chilling trail of blood, and a death’s-head moth fluttering in the shadows—Darrel is forced to reconsider what he believes. Is there something lingering from the past, or is it all in his mind? A gripping tale of unease and the inescapable weight of history, The Messenger will keep you questioning what lurks beyond the veil of reason.]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Chimney Oracle</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 20 Feb 2025 02:00:50 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[After the tragic death of his wife, Sam Rivers hopes that a fresh start in a secluded cottage will help him and his son, Elliot, heal. But when the whispers from the fireplace begin, and Elliot starts speaking of dark things he shouldn’t know, Sam realizes their new home may be far more dangerous than he imagined. As the entity in the chimney grows more insistent, Sam must confront his own grief and face an impossible choice: to accept the entity’s offer to bring his wife back, or lose everything in the process. A chilling tale of grief, sacrifice, and the monstrous consequences of desire, this story will leave you questioning the price of resurrection.]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Seven Stones</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 18 Feb 2025 02:00:58 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[A year after losing his wife, a grieving man struggles to move forward. When a mysterious dating app sets him up with a woman who seems almost too perfect, he dares to believe in a fresh start. But as the nights pass, his backyard stones continue to fracture, a shadowy figure lingers in his shed, and an unsettling truth begins to surface. A chilling meditation on grief and the unknown, The Seven Stones unravels the fragile boundary between life, death, and the choices we make in between.]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Culling Bell</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Feb 2025 02:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Emmett, a young pastor, arrives in the town of Culling to take over for the late Pastor Orshank. The church, abandoned and locked, seems to hold the key to the town's spiritual unrest. But as Emmett pushes to reopen the church, he uncovers unsettling truths and encounters a voice that echoes through his own. The townsfolk are wary, and the storm brewing outside only amplifies the darkness within. As Emmett’s faith is tested, he must confront the terrifying past of the Culling Bell—and the deadly price of salvation. A chilling exploration of faith, duty, and the haunting legacy of a town’s forgotten rituals.]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Disappearance of Daniel Caldwell</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Feb 2025 17:00:56 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Detective Simon Harding is drawn into an investigation after a man named Daniel Caldwell vanishes from a taxi, only to reappear dead moments later. With a pocket watch at the center of the case, Harding uncovers a chilling link to the Titanic's sinking, as Caldwell’s death seems to defy the boundaries of time. As Harding delves deeper into the mystery, he discovers that some places, like Pier 54, are gateways to something far darker—and he may not be able to escape their pull. A tense, time-bending tale of supernatural forces, The Disappearance of Daniel Caldwell will leave you questioning the very nature of reality.]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Parliament of Shades</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Feb 2025 17:00:50 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Emma Reardon thought leaving England for Miskatonic University would be the adventure of a lifetime. But after one terrifying night in an Arkham alleyway, she finds herself haunted by faceless figures and a past she barely remembers. As the whispers of Atone follow her everywhere, Emma is forced to question whether the darkness stalking her is tied to her new home—or something much older, much closer. A chilling supernatural thriller steeped in history, mystery, and the inescapable grip of the past.]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Wishing Man</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Feb 2025 02:00:02 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[When F.S. Krug arrives in Waverly’s Crossing and opens The Order Store, the townsfolk are intrigued by his unusual business. But soon, whispers spread—Krug can grant wishes to those willing to visit him after hours. At first, the wishes seem miraculous, but one by one, the recipients meet gruesome and untimely fates. Young Dalton Tucker and his brother Jack decide to uncover the truth behind the Wishing Man, only to stumble upon a horrifying secret buried within Krug’s shop. What they find forces them to make a choice that will shape their fates forever. A chilling tale of temptation and the cost of getting exactly what you desire.]]></description>
		
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		<title>To See What You Have Lost</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 08 Feb 2025 17:00:10 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Eliza Harper is drowning in grief, her life reduced to routine and isolation after losing her father, uncle, and sister. But when she discovers a mysterious seed in her greenhouse lab, everything changes. By morning, a vine has erupted through her apartment ceiling, stretching into a sky that should not exist. And from somewhere above, the voices of her lost loved ones call to her. What she finds at the top is impossible—her childhood home, untouched by time, and the family she thought she’d never see again. It’s warm. Safe. Perfect. But as the days pass, Eliza begins to notice the cracks beneath the surface. Something lurks beyond the trees. Something is waiting. And the longer she stays, the harder it becomes to remember the life she left behind.]]></description>
		
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		<title>Don’t Look for Lady Bluebell</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Feb 2025 17:00:31 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[As a child, a park ranger followed the legend of Lady Bluebell to safety when he was lost in the woods. Years later, he finds himself guiding a lost hiker who insists that the blue tape and bells—long dismantled—led her to him. But the deeper they go, the more reality twists, the more the rules of survival turn against them, and the more it becomes clear that Lady Bluebell was never just a story. A chilling tale of isolation, folklore, and the cost of seeking what should remain forgotten.]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Drowned Chorus</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Feb 2025 17:00:17 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Eleanor Voss thought a quiet retreat to the coastal town of Blackridge would be the perfect place to reignite her singing career. But when she begins to hear a haunting melody beneath her own voice, she is pulled into a dark and ancient legacy tied to the ocean. As she becomes increasingly consumed by the song and the strange power it holds over her, Eleanor must confront the truth about her past and her family's connection to the water. A chilling tale of transformation, obsession, and the price of silence, this story will make you question what lies beneath the surface—and whether we can ever escape the pull of the things that call to us.]]></description>
		
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		<title>Dead Man’s Tides</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Feb 2025 17:00:25 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Every year, Sam Guidry casts his line into the bayou where his grandfather disappeared decades ago. It’s a ritual, a quiet act of remembrance for the man the water never gave back. But when Sam hooks something unnatural—something that refuses to let go—he finds himself tangled in the bayou’s oldest secrets. As the past claws its way to the surface, Sam must confront the truth behind his grandfather’s fate and make an impossible choice before the tide turns against him. A gripping tale of folklore, family, and the eerie pull of the unknown, Dead Man’s Tides will haunt you long after the last page.]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Silent Choir</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Feb 2025 17:00:08 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Jesse Carter never expected to return to Halewick, but when his life falls apart, he has nowhere else to go. Seeking refuge in an old cabin, he hears something impossible—music drifting through the woods, beckoning him toward an abandoned church. When he follows the melody, he loses more than he bargained for. Now, his voice is gone, and the choir is still calling. To reclaim what was taken, Jesse must return to the church and confront the music that has haunted Halewick for generations. But the choir isn’t just looking for another singer. It is waiting for something much, much more.]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Shed Beneath the Pines</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Feb 2025 17:00:33 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[After forty years away, Hank Walker returns to his childhood home, only to find something that shouldn’t exist: the toolshed he tore down decades ago, standing whole as if it had never been touched. At first, he tells himself it’s exhaustion playing tricks on his mind. But when the hammering starts at night, steady and relentless, he realizes something is still working inside. And the deeper he digs, the more he understands—some things were never meant to be left unfinished. A haunting exploration of legacy, isolation, and the horrors we build with our own hands, The Shed Beneath the Pines is a slow-burning nightmare you won’t soon forget.]]></description>
		
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		<title>My Imaginary Friend</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 02 Feb 2025 02:00:59 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[As a child, she found solace in her imaginary friend, Fred—a constant companion who listened, laughed, and protected her. But Fred’s idea of protection came with a body count, and as she grew older, his presence turned from comforting to monstrous. Now an adult, she believes she’s finally free—until her daughter starts whispering his name. A chilling tale of childhood fears that refuse to fade, My Imaginary Friend explores the lingering grip of unseen horrors and the terrifying possibility that some nightmares never die.]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Smell of Decay</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Feb 2025 17:00:30 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Claire is convinced something is rotting inside the walls of their home, but Amir can’t smell it—at least, not at first. As the foul stench spreads and black stains begin to seep through the house, their quiet domestic life turns into a waking nightmare. Strange whispers call Amir’s name. The air feels wrong. And when he finally sees what’s lurking behind the vents, he realizes their home isn’t just haunted. It’s hungry. A slow-burning descent into paranoia and possession, this chilling story explores the terrifying idea that sometimes, the things we can’t see are the ones that consume us the most.]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Red Armoire</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Feb 2025 02:00:32 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[When James and Lauren Whitaker bring home an antique armoire, they expect it to be a conversation piece—not the source of growing terror. A single red door mars its otherwise elegant craftsmanship, and from the moment it enters their home, James can’t shake the feeling that something about it is wrong. When the door begins opening on its own, revealing hidden objects that shouldn’t exist, James realizes this isn’t just an old piece of furniture. It’s something much older. Something that’s been waiting. And once it knows your name, it never lets go.]]></description>
		
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		<title>Can You Hear the Voices?</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Jan 2025 17:00:50 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Working security at the Twin Valley Behavioral Center for Children has exposed me to more strange events than I can count. For all its fancy wording, it’s a long-term mental-health facility, not maximum security–but we still get our fair share of crazy moments around here....]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Pale Man in the Trees</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Mar 2022 17:00:17 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Part I I have never been a superstitious man, and can honestly say that I do not believe in vampires, ghouls, demons, or anything else that those youngsters with their vivid imaginations and smartphones like to dream up. But there is one thing that happened a...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The House, the Frozen Tomb</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 20 Feb 2022 17:00:05 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“The warmth is completely gone now, she took it all away…she’s behind me…she’s angry with me. Ice…everywhere…I have my gun.  Can’t let her…ice everywhere…so…cold…” Those were my brother, Christopher’s last words; hastily scrawled on the last page of his fiancee, Darla’s personal journal that was...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Duke’s Head</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 12 Dec 2021 17:00:31 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“No one has ever gone into heaven except the one who came from heaven—the Son of Man.” John 3:13 CHAPTER 1 Devon, England. October 1991 The Duke’s Head pub had been derelict for two years now; boarded up, condemned; but no one missed it. It...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Wrong Turn on Light Road</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Dec 2021 17:00:26 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Dak and Chadwick each lit up a smoke and cracked their windows, the excitement of a good day fishing warming their spirits despite the cold wind that suddenly filled the cab of Chadwick’s truck. The sporadic raindrops that began to fall as they left the...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Salem Horror</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Jun 2020 16:00:06 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[When Carson first noticed the sounds in his cellar, he ascribed them to the rats. Later he began to hear the tales which were whispered by the superstitious Polish mill workers in Derby Street regarding the first occupant of the ancient house, Abigail Prinn. There...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Heart and the Cabinet</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 23 May 2020 16:00:07 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[When a heart fell out of the medicine cabinet, Carrie Pickett screamed. Not two seconds ago, she’d wandered in, relieved herself, and opened the swing-door for her sleeping pills. Out it rolled, rebounding off the sink and against the floor with a sickening plop! The...]]></description>
		
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		<title>There&#8217;s a Dead Girl in My Mirror</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 22 May 2020 16:00:45 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Saturday This sounds absolutely idiotic. I know you’ve all heard this kind of thing before – someone thinks her house is haunted, everyone else assures her that she’s just paranoid, and all kinds of terror and gore follows. It’s the stuff of every campy, B-list...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Her Tongue Too Long</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 07 May 2020 16:00:16 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In places where the very old traditions still hold, August is known as “the ghost month.” Hungry ghosts are said to roam the streets and hillsides, especially at night and especially when things are quiet. Some say that hungry ghosts are created when someone innocent...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Tapdance</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 26 Apr 2020 16:00:15 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[From the moment she learned to walk, little Myrtle dreamed of becoming a tap dancer. She would totter through the house, her chubby bare feet slapping arrhythmically on the hardwood, her squeaky voice calling out “Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta!” like tap shoes on a stage. When her second-grade...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Basement Stares</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Apr 2020 16:00:23 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Warren hated that old house. It was coming up on two years since he&#8217;d bought it. Everything in it creaked and leaked, from the basement to the roof, and everything between. It had bare, wooden floors that warped and leaned at crooked angles. Bathrooms wallpapered...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Childhood Memories</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Apr 2020 22:00:52 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I opened the back door to my house, without bothering to put shoes on, and walked towards the line of trees that stood at the entrance to the forest. It was summer and the warm breeze carried with it the smell of nature, thick and...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Nicky’s Ninth Door</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2020 16:00:35 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Walter was cool. Walter was tough. Walter was 13 years old. As the only teen on his block all the other kids that lived on Revenant Falls Lane were in awe of Walter. They were especially ravenous for the kinds of stories he could tell...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Ouija Board Said It Was Hungry</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Apr 2020 16:00:02 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My name is Henry Himura. I work for a large law firm situated near downtown Los Angeles. We’ve handled some of the biggest, most controversial cases in the last two decades and have built quite a name for ourselves. I am using a pseudonym, because,...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Oddity</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Mar 2020 16:00:33 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[There was nothing strange about Amber. She wasn’t too tall or too short. She was of average height and weight. She wasn’t ugly but she wasn’t pretty either and her grades, although passing, were never top marks. She lived in an average house, with an...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Hallowed Ground</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Oct 2019 16:00:21 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I don’t think there’s anything more beautiful than a cemetery in the Fall, though I love cemeteries no matter the season. There’s normally an abundance of majestically tall trees, more than you typically find in a public park, but not so many that they obstruct...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Staircase</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 18 Jan 2014 06:00:58 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[July 5, 2010 I don’t really know what to say. Last week, I was in a bad car crash. The doctors said that I suffered some brain injuries in the crash and that it’s a miracle that I’m not dead. They also said that I...]]></description>
		
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