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The glow of the screen has beckoned me and I have answered its call. It’s the middle of the night and I am compelled to walk downstairs, still rubbing sleep from my eyes, and sit down at my desk. The screen is on, a writing...
The glow of the screen has beckoned me and I have answered its call. It’s the middle of the night and I am compelled to walk downstairs, still rubbing sleep from my eyes, and sit down at my desk. The screen is on, a writing...
Past lush green forests and misty valley At the end of a long winter’s chill The Salesman conducts his grand finale In the town of Diona Hills. Four will be one, and one finds demise By him who is called oblivion. Come closer, and hear of our grand reprise In the place...
Two days ago, I was out for a walk around my neighborhood. It was the ideal kind of summer day; bright sun overhead, wispy white clouds streaking across the sky, and a gentle breeze to keep my body from overheating. I even took the time...
Of all the nights for the devil to visit, he chose one that was calm. No great storms, no loud bashes of lightning and thunder. It was a quiet evening, cloudless, the stars blotted out by the lights of the city. I was on the...
When I was six years old, I followed a red bird into the woods. I didn’t think much about it, it just made a funny sound and I wanted to look at it. So I wandered off. My mother had fallen asleep on her sunbed...
“Can you believe this crap?” Doug asked his younger brother, David. The Sunday night football game featuring their vaunted Steelers had meandered to its soul-wrenching conclusion: a Steelers loss. “You knew good and darned well that this was gonna be a rerun of last season,” David...
When Everett and Ruth Watterson move into a quiet neighborhood, they seem perfectly polite—until strange noises, missing pets, and unsettling encounters convince their neighbor that something far darker lurks behind their curtains. What begins as uneasy observation spirals into obsession, culminating in a discovery that...
I’ve started and deleted this more times than I want to admit. The drafts always stall at the same place, where I have to write my brother’s name and follow it with what became of him. Caleb. Seven years old when this began, with a...
David Halloway had lived in the new city for less than three months, and already the novelty of relocation had worn away. His apartment was smaller than the one he’d left behind, the traffic worse, the food scene less impressive than the online blogs had...
Frank Delaney didn’t like shopping on Saturdays, but his wife Martha had asked, and he’d put it off long enough. The local grocer was busy, though not unbearable. He parked near the entrance, took one of the rattling carts with the stubborn front wheel, and...
Alone in the drafty old wing of his family’s farmhouse, a young boy awakens to a strange rhythm echoing through the night. At first faint, the sound builds into something deliberate, something that doesn’t belong—and it’s moving closer. Isolated from the rest of his family,...
I’ve always been a night walker. Some people drink, some people binge Netflix, some people smoke. Me? I put my sneakers on after dark and walk until the buzzing in my head dies down. That night had been especially heavy. The rain had started before dawn...
Part I The leak didn’t come from a whistleblower site, or from an agent trying to make a name for himself. It just appeared, first on a message board for paranormal enthusiasts, then on Twitter, then TikTok. By the time the FBI issued a takedown request,...
I had always heard BioTechtronica was a nice place to work. You should have seen all the advertisements all over Indeed and LinkedIn. One of the “Most Fun Places to Work of the Year,” several years in a row. Job satisfaction at an all-time high. ...
Jeremy Blake’s life is in shambles when he rediscovers a forgotten children’s program from his youth. One episode, however, has been erased from history, and every attempt to uncover it is met with silence, fear, or warnings. As Jeremy digs deeper, he finds himself stalked...
A veteran survivalist leaps at the chance to join a wilderness reality competition, certain he can outlast the elements and his rivals. But as the days wear on, the forest reveals a darker challenge: a predator that doesn’t just hunt—it plays. Through strange cries, shifting...
On the final night of his probationary driving job, Keith finds himself forced down a detour that leads far from the familiar. What begins as a simple road closure spirals into a nightmare of captivity, where human bodies serve unthinkable purposes and survival depends on...
The president of the Canterbury Homeowners Association took a deep breath and rubbed his temples. Wished the shrill sound in his ears would go away. It didn’t. “Then what exactly am I paying dues for?” “Listen, Karen—” “Mrs. Wheeler-Browne. That is Mrs. Wheeler-Browne to you.” The president bit his lip....
Davey’s parents dismiss his tales of a strange creature in the woods as childish imagination—until one night he comes home late, beaming, with blood on his clothes and a story of victory. When desperate neighbors arrive searching for their missing son, the truth behind Davey’s...
FOREWORD Recovered from the home of Thaddeus Collins – Keegan, Wisconsin My name is Lucy Collins. Thaddeus—“Thad” to most—was my grandfather. He vanished from his home in Keegan, Wisconsin, in early November of last year. There were no signs of forced entry, no struggle, no blood. The...