Over the past few decades, a disturbing rumor has spread throughout the backwoods settlement of Littlefork. People there tell tales of so-called “alternates,” who kidnap and impersonate the small town’s residents. Taking the form of their victims, they appear human at first glance. But the alternates possess uncanny facial features like dead, bulging eyes and unusually long limbs. … More The Littlefork Bodysnatchers
A detective’s hunt for a missing girl leads him to the discovery of a cryptic cult and a dark truth about the very nature of existence. … More Eternal Sleep
In the sleepy town of Dimwater, the disappearance of a lonesome shut-in leaves a trail to the occult and arcane, from which there is no way back. … More The Ladies of the Mist
In response to recent allegations, a climate scientist reveals the true story of a disaster that took the lives of all his teammates. What they found buried in the Russian tundra was beyond expectation and explanation: a monument of flesh from a lost age. … More The Yakutia Incident on YouTube and Spotify
I had friends once. No one knows their names anymore, though, not even their parents. They’ve all been forgotten. Forgotten to any god or devil or man. Forgotten even by time and space itself. Remember their names. … More The Void Dweller
In regards to the Yakutia Incident, much doubt has been placed on my official statements and testimony. The cynical among you have cited the slightest of contradictions in my accounts and even noted supposed tics in my body language as evidence of deceit. And so it follows that accusations have been made of criminal activity and cover-up. I have done my best to ignore these accusations since they are baseless and thus could not ever manifest into official charges. Yet, it has become clear to me in recent days that these conspiracy theories have generated undue curiosity in the incident, curiosity which could prove quite dangerous. As this was my chief concern when fabricating my statements, let me address the Yakutia Incident with utmost transparency. The truth, I hope, will deter further inquisition. … More The Yakutia Incident
Mt. Spire shone brilliant and white above the bristly pines. In the noontime sun, one could see the snow weep and the summer trails reveal themselves. It was a wonderful sight for any climber. However, Anna would consider it even more wonderful if she did not have to hike ten miles to actually get there. … More In the Shadow of Mt. Spire
Algonquin legends say the wendigo was once a man like you and me. Poisoned by greed and gluttony, the man turned into a pale, gaunt creature with sunken eyes, reaching limbs, and an insatiable hunger for human flesh. Always hungry, the wendigo searched constantly for its next meal. The truth, however, is much worse. … More Beware the Wendigo
This July, my mother turned seventy. She and I don’t get along too well, and that’s putting it lightly. In fact, we hadn’t spoken for two years. Regardless, seventy is a big number, so even if she was a cruel, manipulative bitch, I decided I owed her a visit. So, I stopped by her house … More My Mother’s Company
Past the thorny brush In Oakwood Hollow Lies a silver pool Bathed in starlight. Shadows Dance while the streams froth, And a bitter wind scampers Among the leaves. A lonely traveler stops To wipe his beaten brow. The path has lost him And his wits have left him, For in circles he walks, Around and … More The Silver Pool in Oakwood Hollow
He Who Wanders 