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Black Days, Chapter 4 “Cold Pad Thai”
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Go to: Table of Contents “Well, well, well. Look who came crawling back?” Silas said. “What are you talking about?” Hannah asked. “Oh, I guess that doesn’t fit this situation. What are you doing here?” He about-faced and walked back into his apartment. Hannah stood in the…
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Beleran and the Frozen Chair
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Story by Adam Casalino Beleran shifted in his saddle. A biting wind was pulling at the corners of the map in his hands. He would let the wind take it, all the same. He had long passed out of the king’s land. What remained of the road was a rough…
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The Christmas Angel, a Paranormal Tale
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Story by Adam Casalino Silas Black didn’t like the woman very much. He thought it might have been her nose. No, it wasn’t that. It was her smile. She had a wry smile. It made her look smug. Silas didn’t like people who were smug. Some people called him…
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The Impossible House, A Robert Asher Story
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Story by Adam Casalino Robert Asher fell down the porch steps. He crashed against the sidewalk, his face and palms landing in a puddle. Pushing up on his elbows, he looked back at the front door. He caught one last glimpse of the man who ejected him, before the door…
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The World Within, An Occult Detective Tale
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Story by Adam Casalino “You’re doing it all wrong. You need to focus.” “Stop telling me what to do.” “Somebody needs to. How else are you going to pierce the astral plane and gain a higher level of consciousness?” “That’s not what I’m trying to do.” “Clearly. You’re not doing…
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Longshanks, A Robert Asher Story
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Story by Adam Casalino Robert Asher was sitting up in a tree. It wasn’t his idea. Nor was it his idea to handle the awkwardly designed crossbow that was nestled against his shoulder. He wasn’t a very good shot with the bow; after all, he had only practiced using it…