Throughout the last few weeks of training, I’d memorized nearly every facet of the Tuscany – every dial and every readout, every knob and screen . . .
The subsequent pages are partial excerpts from the journal of H. J. Thomas, dated back to the mid-1860s. Mr. Thomas’ bones were stumbled upon by . . .
I’m into BDSM. Bondage, shit like that. Some people might find that weird, but I’m sure those people are into things others might find strange, . . .
I’d like to tell you about Colin Campbell. Colin and I went to school together since kindergarten, third grade being the only time we weren’t . . .
“Just a little bit longer?” In my mind, the memory of last Halloween draws parallels to the movie Jaws. A little boy runs up from . . .
“Has anyone tried to finish Mr. Riddles’ Halloween Challenge?” ________ I’m a sucker for puzzles. Give me a brain teaser, and I will likely think . . .
“Incredible, just incredible.” A young doctor with boyish good looks stroked the few chin hairs he had available. “I can’t believe it, we’ve fucking done . . .
There were giants that way. That was all James ever used to say. In the woods out back, down the path to the right, past . . .