Part 2 They erased you. He didn’t. Check your back channel. I went still. My apartment suddenly felt too bright, too ordinary. The refrigerator hummed. A bus exhaled at the...
Part 2 “I live here.” “You haven’t lived here in over a year.” “I was deployed.” “Yes,” he said, like that was a scheduling issue, not military service. Heels clicked...
Part 2 The blonde woman—Britney, if the file name was anything to go by—sat on my front porch with my beagle in her lap. My Lucky. His brown ears were...
Part 2 I almost smiled at that, but the motion would have cracked my lips open worse. “Yes, sir.” Then I looked past him at the team standing under the...
Part 2 “Major General James on the floor! Attention!” Colonel Samuel Carrick had never been built for subtlety. Even old, grieving, and half wrecked by arthritis, he still sounded like...
Part 2 My mother made a soft distressed sound, like Saraphina had said something unfortunate but understandable. “Tenna,” she said, using the voice she used on waiters when she wanted...
The Bones Beneath the Roots I am a lumberjack, and I have concrete evidence that Bigfoot tried to kill me on my own logging property. Less than twenty-four hours after...
The Backpack in the Canopy Jesus Christ. That’s a bipedal. Some kind of a bipedal humanoid. I’m an Ohio sheriff, and I’m absolutely speechless after the darkest Bigfoot case in...
The Shadow on the Mountain The air in the San Bernardino National Forest always carried a crisp, ancient scent of pine and dry earth, but on that particular summer afternoon...
The Edge of the Clearing The dusk in the remote Pacific Northwest wilderness has a way of swallowing the world whole, turning every shadow into something watching and every whisper...