โ€œNo, Mama! Mama, no! Please, Mama, donโ€™t let them take me! Iโ€™ll be good, I swear!โ€ the girl screamed. Tears flowed from her eyes as she thrashed against the two-adult woman dressed in black. They held her arms firm and pulled her deliberately up a...

I grew up on Long Island, right outside of the Kings Park Psychiatric Center, home of the legend of Cropsey. I was always a good kid, never broke any rules, never really pushed the limits of what was and wasnโ€™t โ€œallowedโ€. But recently, I moved...

โ€œI canโ€™t sleep,โ€ she whispered as she crawled into bed and spooned against my back. โ€œJesus, youโ€™re cold,โ€ I murmured. She only snuggled closer, throwing her leg over mine. I lay there for a few beats, caught between my alcohol-induced sleep and wakefulness, until I realized whatever...

Craig Brockwell was found by his wife, dead on their living room floor, a plastic garbage bag tied off around his neck, and an empty bottle of Xanax on the kitchen counter, next to a suicide note. My initial external examination of the body revealed no...