The dig site smelled like old rain and copper. Christina Reyes had been told to expect that — the mineral tang of deep earth, the particular damp of soil that hadn't seen sunlight in centuries. What Professor Aldrich's textbooks had not prepared her for was the silence. Not the comfortable silence of a library or … Continue reading What the Dark Remembers
Psychological Horror
The House on Vellum Street
The Carvers arrived on a Tuesday, which Claire would later think was significant. Not a weekend move, full of optimism and pizza boxes and friends making jokes about your furniture. A Tuesday — gray and still, the kind of day that doesn't commit to anything. The house at 14 Vellum Street was beautiful, in the … Continue reading The House on Vellum Street
The Confusing Middle 