I. In the heart of a second-growth piney-woods jungle of southern Alabama, a region sparsely settled by backwoods blacks and Cajunsโ€”that queer, half-wild people descended from Acadian exiles of the middle eighteenth centuryโ€”stands a strange, enormous ruin. Interminable trailers of Cherokee rose, white-laden during a single month...

This story is part of theย NoEnd House series. For a list of all parts in the series, click here. David stumbled to his car in a daze. The last couple of hours were a complete blur. Haunting images would sporadically cross over his mind, slowly reminding...

This story is part of theย NoEnd House series. For a list of all parts in the series, click here. Let me start by saying that Peter Terry was addicted to heroin. We were friends in college and continued to be after I graduated. Notice that I said...