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Officer Sparrow walked down Jenkins street in a stride of confidence, though was trying to hide her strong authority beneath a mask…
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I felt something was in the room with me. Not someone, something. Something menacing and purely evil. As I’m in the bed…
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Amy felt as though she could float forever. The water was warm and soothing; she stretched out her arms and allowed it…
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I don't know how to start things. Partly, I think, that's because I don't know where this all...started. Began? I'll start with…
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The following interviews were conducted with the foreknowledge that names and locations would be kept private. Therefore, they have been changed to…
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The McCarter House in Greenburg, TN is fairly well-known by now, but at the time that my wife and I were looking…
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“Thank you for calling the law offices of Mr. Henry S. Murray, how may we be of service?” The blonde woman in…
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Rattle-Face Fever
The new epidemic is already beyond its patient zero. Whether or not I am infected, I am confident that Mr. Bridestar will…
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The Old Chapel
1. As a young man, my job took me to some interesting places. Selling houses for a living; you never knew what…
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The Watching Woods
The trail was too quiet. I knew she was watching me from somewhere either up the steep slope to my right or…
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The Wrapper
The point of me writing all this is because I don't want any of my story to go without hearing, or any…
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Black Sludge
I used to work the late shift at an old-fashioned cafe in my hometown. I lived in a relatively small town where…
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The Beckwith Show
Our twelve-year-old daughter loved the new vintage-styled TV that my husband and I bought the other day at the local pawn shop…
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Josephine Is Dead
Josephine Richardson woke up. With a great gasp, she sat upright. It took her a moment to recognize where she was: her…
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