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,...

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,...

“We got a serious unnerstandin’ gap here.”  Joe shook his head, fishing out a Marlboro from his shirt pocket.  “I don’t need th’ money that bad.” The shiny quarter gleamed in the late morning sun, “I give you quarter,” the Asian man insisted. “Nope,” Joe lit his...

Tobey glanced around the bar with a drunken agenda clearly reading across his unshaven face.  At this time in the morning, only a few regulars were left in the Painted Quarry Saloon and none of them sober enough to care what burly Tobey had on...

Have you ever woken up from a dead sleep in the middle of the night with a crushing obligation sitting on your chest like a bull elephant?  No?  Me neither.  My sleep is never clouded with vivid dreams or horrific nightmares.  To me, it is...

I light another cigarette.  My lips, pursed upon the filter, draw the tobacco to ignite as my lungs crowd with smoke.  I had quit the habit some ten years prior due to health provocation, which may explain why I choked and wheezed through the first...

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