As a child, I watched ravenous monsters and evil creatures run amok on the screen. I read of telltale heartbeats and incomprehensible elder things in books too heavy for me. I heard stories of winged, red-eyed harbingers and wailing, ghostly apparitions living in the hills nearby.
Now it’s my turn to share stories about the things that go bump in the night. Don’t worry, I won’t judge you for sleeping with the light on.
Stories
The Residents
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