Mr. Padewski’s Story Three years ago one of my colleagues, whom I consider a friend, uncharacteristically stopped coming to work. Mr. Padewski was in his forties and was well-respected. Health-wise, he was a runner, and in impeccable shape. He had been working toward obtaining his Master’s Degree...

Danny knew he had made a mistake in coming, but he took a seat nonetheless. All of the Alcoholics Anonymous meeting on his side of town seemed warm and welcoming. All of the people were friendly and knew him by name. There were hugs, handshakes, slaps...

I have had a keen interest in the supernatural ever since I was seven years old. That door in our house that slammed itself shut back in 1990 was my first β€œscary” encounter (yes, I know, there are more frightening occurrences in the world than...

The basement. Gray. Concrete. Plain. Nothing special about the room at all, and yet. Lit by bare florescent bulbs hanging in an aluminum fixture, it wasn't a particularly shadowy place, and yet. Shadows seemed to loom, just out of the corner of the eye. No matter how often...