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Three poor sisters lived in a cottage at the edge of a wild place. The elder, Rose and Lily, started
This is how you live forever. You cup your fingers under your chin, dig your nails into the soft mea
Translator’s note: these are the only extant, unburned, and legible (for the most part) pages retrie
Before Miss Ferguson found Maude Lewis’ body in the school gym, none of us believed in the teenage w
The first rule is that the company has no name. It has no website or social media presence. It does
Jazmine woke beside her fiancé, Cal, and nearly vomited from his smell. The nausea began with the sc
“Tell us a ghost story,” said one of the women, the pouty one, the one named Melissa. She was the ni
You’re not the kind of person who shows up late to work, but today was a piece of shit, so it’s seve
I was fourteen and at a sleepover when the cult drank poison. The sleepover mom turned on the TV and
This is your haunted house. The realtor was very perceptive the day you first came by, looking for a
On August 4th, 2014, a researcher at the British National Archives came across a sealed envelope ent
Nan Walker doesn’t mean to fall asleep. She never does. But tonight the creak of the ceiling fan lul
When she comes into the loft, she glares at me with the bright-eyed, serpentine resentment of the de
This is the story you remember. The girl lost in the woods. How they find her after eight days, the
A sour note shrieked from the limousine’s speakers, making Milston’s fingers curl in his lap. He too
Staff Sergeant Walker steps away from the Ridgeback, wipes sweat from his eyes with a dust-grimed ba
Clarissa watched from the wings as the Great Bertoldi sawed a woman in half. Down went the saw throu
He’s harder to find than most. I have the basis for comparison because I’ve gotten to all of them so
I thought when they handed over a kid there’d be some complex system of interlocking safeguards, lik
Unpleasant? No, I wouldn’t say that. In fact, quite the opposite. You know the smell of pot? Well of
