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		<title>Melancholy</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 20 Oct 2025 17:21:57 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In a world reduced to rubble, where the living cling to routine just to survive, Joseph Emerick finds that his greatest enemy isn’t the wasteland around him—but the darkness inside his own mind. Haunted by a voice that whispers from the shadows, Joseph struggles to hold on to what little remains of his sanity as memories of his past and the horrors of his exile blur together. When his only friend is assigned elsewhere, Joseph must face one final, lonely night—armed with a gun, a lantern, and a choice. Is the voice that calls to him real… or the last remnant of a mind consumed by despair?]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Carrier</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2025 17:25:03 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[When Marcus Fulweather volunteers for a revolutionary new vaccine, he believes he’s securing his future against disease forever. But as disturbing symptoms emerge and terrifying mutations sweep across the globe, Marcus discovers his body may hold the key to stopping a catastrophe unlike anything the world has ever seen. A chilling biotech thriller that explores the dark side of human ambition and the unpredictable consequences of rewriting life itself.]]></description>
		
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		<title>Dead Inventory</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2025 00:49:35 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[When Richard Pell takes a night shift at a strange warehouse, he expects long hours and low pay—not creeping dread and unmarked crates that seem to breathe. As the nights pass and the inventory begins to look more and more human, Richard finds himself caught in a system that doesn’t just consume labor—it consumes identity. A chilling, cerebral descent into corporate horror and body disintegration, this story asks: what part of yourself can you keep when the system wants all of you?]]></description>
		
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		<title>Yams of the Damned</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Nov 2024 17:00:45 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Thanksgiving. My least favorite time of year, a holiday dedicated to the ancient art of overeating in the name of familial “bonding.” But this year, for the second time in a row, I was the poor sap hosting, and let me tell you, I was...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Momma Won&#8217;t Stay Dead</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 29 Aug 2020 16:00:55 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My sister didn’t come to the funeral. And I honestly didn’t blame her one bit. There towards the end of Mom’s life, things had gotten unbearably rough. I took a semester off of college to stay home and help Dad out during Mom’s last few...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Teke Teke</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Jun 2020 16:00:26 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The boy hated the nights when his big brother snuck out. He would stare at the empty bed in the bedroom they shared, under the large open window in the eave. Through there, every now and again, he could hear the unmistakable metal thuds of...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Wolves</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 May 2020 16:00:50 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I think there’s three of them still out there — three wolves. Aside from the one I killed, I’ve only seen two at any given time, but they’re distinct enough for me to tell them apart — there are three of them. We’ve been trapped...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Bad Blood</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 03 May 2020 16:00:12 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I never thought that dying would save my life. But then death has always been a funny son-of-a-bitch. Three weeks ago I made an appointment to see my regular doctor about an annoying cough that wouldn’t go away. It got so bad I swore that...]]></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>A Ritual Misguided</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Apr 2020 16:00:36 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I’ve been a widower for exactly six years now. I was blissfully married to a woman named Ava for fifteen amazing years. We didn’t have much in the beginning, but we were happy that way. She always said she’d rather struggle with a man that...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Herbert West—Reanimator</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Apr 2020 16:00:30 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I. From the Dark Of Herbert West, who was my friend in college and in after life, I can speak only with extreme terror. This terror is not due altogether to the sinister manner of his recent disappearance, but was engendered by the whole nature...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Zombie Pitch</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Oct 2017 05:00:26 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[So, what’s it like to be a zombie? I’ll save you the effort of asking because we both know that’s what you’re thinking… right? Or, more to the point, what the best part of being a zombie? Well I’ll tell you one thing: it’s not...]]></description>
		
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