Category: Short Stories

Wake Up Call

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A tale of eldritch horror and real estate…


Let’s Do Lunch

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“Well,” I said, gazing out from the patio of the little restaurant on the hillside.  “It’s not quite what I expected…” Sure, what passed for the sky was a roiling mass of sooty grey clouds shot through with red lightning, the sand on the beach smelled faintly of brimstone, and the ocean appeared to be…