EVELYN DIEDZ ….. …. … .. . I refuse to cower. Even though I’m afraid. I try to steel myself. Even though I’m not ready…
a novel of horror by Dee Emm Elms
EVELYN DIEDZ ….. …. … .. . I refuse to cower. Even though I’m afraid. I try to steel myself. Even though I’m not ready…
HILDA LEEK “Praise Bellbrun!” I cry. I mean it more now than I ever have before. This inhabitance will be the last, I know, and…
JEFF ARMANDO I’m eating a tuna sandwich. Made by a Satanist named Hilda Leek. Or, well, a spiritualist, Father Salat said. Someone who just might…
EVELYN DIEDZ The book has come back to me now. Brought back to my hand by- … … – well, okay, let’s try to come…
JEFF ARMANDO Jeff hadn’t been sure what to expect beyond the stairs. As they’d come through the doorway, Jeff had remembered a sermon Father Salat…
JEFF ARMANDO Jeff once again didn’t bother to properly park the mail truck. He just stopped it in the midst of the First Step Church…
JEFF ARMANDO It was another headache day for Jeff Armando. Another blurry-vision day.. Regardless, though, Jeff was dutifully delivering the usual two bags’ worth of…
EMMA ALBRECHT The woman in purple tried to keep calm. Given the circumstances? That wasn’t easy. She tried to reach out beyond walls she couldn’t…
All Posts EVELYN DIEDZ I waste a second wondering how the hell this thing got ahead of me on the path. And in the time…