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The Folder
Someone cleared their throat behind him, and he dropped his shears in surprise. Paul had been pruning the dahlia pinnata, and since his house was so far from any town—the nearest was at least thirty minutes away—he never thought he would hear another human without a scheduled meeting. His secluded abode hardly ever saw any Continue reading
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The Unremitting Wall
Elisa Vogt was terrified. She had made it—but barely. Heart still pounding mercilessly, she stumbled in the night, despite the glow of the street lights. Her husband had been right behind her. Where was… Continue reading
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Empty Buried Deep
I am Aubree, I tell myself over and over as I have every time I wake, holding on to one last string of sanity. One last string of life. One last string of hope. I’ve frozen myself in place as a stranger even to… Continue reading
