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Scarlet claws run down the young boy’s neck, leaving a trail of red dripping down unto his chest. He shivers, paralysed in pain and pain. His eyes flick desperately through ...

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I. In the spring, I used to love to climb trees. I’d swim up the branches, jumping fearlessly from limb to limb. I’d stop at the very top, stretched out ...

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Under The Rug Two weeks passed and it happened again. Eyes shoot open to darkness, flounder helplessly, then sink into focus. Evan’s heart flutters frantically with a familiar panic. His ...

One thing you have to understand—the people who come here aren't looking for a vacation. The smiling women and the well-dressed men aren't here celebrating anniversaries, birthdays, or graduations.

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