Horror

I found a bone in the yard last week that fit my hand too well. I told myself: coincidence. I told myself: the world is full of things shaped like us...

Three days after we put her in the ground, I heard her voice in the kitchen - not a memory, not the echo grief makes of the dead, but her voice, her...

Blood Suckers By Paul McCann On the top of Lone Wolf hill there was an old derelict motel where a blood curdling vampire lay asleep during the day...

Numbers. In our community, for those who want to join they can a group, in it, information will be made known, all the good and bad that is happening...