The skin of death stretches over the racetrack.
It does not haunt the track, the cars, or the drivers, but lays like a mask on the face of a man, a dark man, elegantly dressed, and vigilant. He is the only man not sweating. He is stern,
The night she came home covered in blood, dragging the severed head of a stranger across the garage floor, I stopped kidding myself.
Our relationship’s origin story was the typical ‘meet online, drive across the country to see each o
Old Masson, the caretaker of one of Salem's oldest and most neglected cemeteries, had a feud with the rats. Generations ago they had come up from the wharves and settled in the graveyard, a colony of abnormally large rats, and when Masson had take
Usually, he hears the footsteps before the he sees the light.
This time he does not.
The light clicks on and he scurries across the concrete floor to his thin mattress in the corner, shielding
I know you are a slut and this is okay; it’s modern life. Maybe more than that, just life. It’s okay, I understand. I don’t want to be your friend. I don’t want to be your fuckb