The Stalker
It was a typical fall morning- I sought out my usual seat at the local bistro down the street; the previous day…
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The Medusa Effect
It was the 22nd May 2019 when it suddenly appeared. Similar in size to a small bike wheel, with a glossy blue…
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DON’T KNOCK ON WOOD
Don’t knock on wood. Ever again. I know that sounds crazy. But trust me. It’s not worth it. It’s not worth it…
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I’m pretty sure my guardian angel is using me. I don’t know how, or more importantly why, but every time they save…
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The cedar smoke from the campfire clutched at our lungs, a thick, gray shroud that seemed to isolate us from the rest…
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By the time Thomas Grady turned sixty-eight, most people on Margaret Street had stopped taking him seriously. They were polite about it,…
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I work for the county sheriff’s office up in NorCal. I received a call in the predawn hours on May the 23rd,…
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The Writer
My therapist, Dr. Raymond, has cleverly deduced that I suffer from mild paranoia. But what the simple doctor does not understand is…
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What is happening in my new house?
Hey, something weird happened to me last night and I need a little help wrapping my head around it. My wife Steph…
Read Now“Free Will”
1 - The Rosebud I wake up to sunlight.A heavy, warm stripe of it is lying across my face, the kind that…
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The Copper, the Collar, and the Glimmering Blade
I remember well when I came across the strange sequence of events in the odd case of the cellar underneath the Winemaker’s…
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Nobody Lives Here But You
About half a year ago, I moved into a new apartment downtown. It’s hands-down the most upscale place I’ve lived in—rooftop access,…
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The chirping of a blue bird woke Robert out of his blank eyed stare. His eyes refocused, as his old hands went…
Read NowLooking to Kill a Dog
The day was edging toward dusk, the sun casting long shadows across the backyard. I remember the cicadas' hum filling the air,…
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The Séance
“Good Evening!” The young woman greeted me as she opened the door. She spoke with a very strange and vaguely Eastern European…
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The Bottle
As I sit here now beside my pond and watch the autumn fog dance along the water, and as the leaves whisper…
Read NowIt’s What’s Inside That Counts
I sipped the fruity wine, hoping it would help to calm my nerves. It had been a long time since I had…
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A Token of Gratitude
There's a certain impersonal charm to grocery stores. People pass each other, usually avoiding eye contact and cloaked in a security blanket…
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The Static Man
I always thought the old TV in my grandmother's attic was broken. It would never receive channels, only emit a hiss of…
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My wife keeps introducing me to people who aren’t there.
I thought she was playing a practical joke the first-time she did it. I was in the kitchen, getting dinner ready when…
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Everyone Else Saw It
Jonathan Lynch’s Skype session with his mother was in five minutes. He had to admit he missed her; he hadn’t been able…
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