Chapter 17: In the Heat of the Day Hellie started tugging at the leash, pulling for the door. Her actions unburied an old memory. Every time I was late...
Chapter 16: When I Say Who's the Master VRR. VRR. VRR. My cell vibrated under my hand and snapped me out of the vivid and horrifying massacre daydream...
Chapter 13: The Servants of the Damned Under "The Servants of the Damned" classification, I saw the archetype that perfectly matched and spoke the name...
Chapter 5: Something Wicked This Way Gone I found myself engrossed by the illustration of the campus menace on the computer. The dark figure, in all black...