The manuscript arrived on the first of October. No stamp. No return address. Just my name written across the front in black ink, ‘MARA VANE’ I found it on the doormat when I came home from the supermarket, half-hidden beneath a flyer for a local Halloween event. I almost threw it away. That was the first thing I remembered later.…
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The silver moon steadily rose and soaked the area in a ghastly light. The occasional sound of faraway cars broke the silence of the night. The sounds bugged her. It broke her focus. She was here with one goal, and it required silence. She didn’t plan this perfectly but it had to be done. There was no way out of…
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For years I wanted to fall in with them and now it’s finally happening. They have invited me to join them tonight. The invitation was brought to me by one of its members or so I thought. I struggled with the envelope, those suckers were always hard to open and once I did, I fumbled with the small piece of…