A ghost story
He cut a notch in the frame for every girl he had in that bed. He’d lie there and feel the serrations, a place only his fingers knew. Thinking about the next…
Odio
It had never gotten this bad. The Odio was something I lived with, something I put up with. Sure, it would bother me from time to time, rasping words of…
Knowing Christian
I knew Christian, even if I’m not absolutely sure he knew me. The firelight is knifelike hot on my cheekbones, slashing red and yellow across my face and the…
Knowing Jennifer
I knew Jennifer, even if I’m not absolutely sure she knew me. The air that hangs over the steel-toned lake is cold. Goosebumps nip my skin, quietly. My…
Transfiguration
He was riding his motorcycle on a bright summer day when he first saw the ineluctable. He was roaring down a lonely stretch of highway and a field of…
The Stanley House
Alice didn’t believe in ghosts. At least, that’s what she kept telling herself as she followed her giggling group of friends down the dark back alley that led…
Haunted
I sigh as I get in bed and pull up the covers. It has been a thoroughly exhausting day, and I’m in dire need of a few hours rest. As I roll over, I notice a…
Curse of the Black Elk
The noises grew louder, encircling them like an unfamiliar wind. The torches flickered out and the fire in the center of the medicine wheel dispersed a heavy…
the haven
Mac’s Tavern was a has-been. Or, it was from any outside standpoint. It was a cellar at most. A dark, dusty sanctuary of curated oddities, cracks in the walls…
The Description of the Haunted House
Steeped in shadow, darkness echoed and folded inside itself until sunlight was absorbed completely, and the trees, large mammoths of green foliage bunched…