• photo of scattered black and white photographs
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    Years had collected into decades before Zach and Gina returned to their parents’ unfinished basement. The constant smell of mildew had kept them away during countless visits home. Once a refuge for friends, it now served as a time capsule. A chocolate-colored shag rug segmented the area as a rec room. Two ancient, faded plaid ...
  • red brick house, wooden interrior
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    There was nothing more important today. Preparations for the festivities would attract a huge tourist crowd to Prosper Island. What was today, you ask yourself? Why today is October 31, Halloween, Samhain. The night that ghouls and goblins roamed the land. People were free to be everything they were afraid to be. You see, Prosper ...
  • skull in mirror
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    The morning after, when Jaeden finally left after a hearty breakfast, Avry couldn’t shake the feeling away. Jaeden was acting normal today, no strangeness, and no eerie smile revealing she knew Avry’s darkest secrets. She deflated the mattress, rolled it up, and shoved it deep into her full closet. Her fingers fluttered into the wooden ...
  • girl in shadows
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    “Jaeden?” Her friend stood frozen like her but within full view. Avry asked again, “What is it?” “It’s glass.” “What?” “Glass. I can see myself. I can…oh, my gods. Am I truly this beautiful?” “Jaeden, the sheet….” Avry whispered, her fist clenched the stained material, attempting to lift it up instead of her gaze. “Is ...
  • skull in mirror
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    “That’s the most dangerous place in the world, and you want to go inside; what, are you nuts?” Avry gripped her best friend’s arm, halting them in their attempt to approach the museum door. It stood abandoned, its concrete walls painted with graffiti. The afternoon shower painted the sky gray. The building blended in with ...
  • lighthouse, tavern
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    CASE FILE FW.DP.001-1 Locals report that several prominent members of their town have vanished into thin air. No notes, no clues and no suspects. That was the only information printed across the page tucked inside the crisp manila folder with its neatly printed label. Soft blue eyes darted from the stark white page to the ...