“Do you like music?” It’s the fifth conversation starter Grace has tried in as many minutes. Landis dabs at his bloodstained flannel shirt with a tissue and tries to look disinterested, even though he can sense that she keeps taking her eyes off the road to glance over at him in…
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The stairs creak gently under Austin’s shoes as he descends them, feeling out-of-body, a ghost himself in someone else’s empty house. The first floor…
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No one bothered to put him in handcuffs. Landis is almost surprised, but maybe the blood still pouring out of his mouth is enough to convince them that…
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The lake house is clean, almost too clean - it’s like nothing has ever left its place, but the lack of dust says otherwise. If Landis barely leaves this…
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CONTENT WARNING: This update contains vivid descriptions of self-injury and gore. The cell they put him in is covered in layers of dust from disuse…
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There had been three men in the interrogation room. Two sitting, one leaning up against the wall. Officer Alvarez - Tab, as he’d been introduced to…
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It’s hard to look at his reflection in the two-way mirror - and he knows that it must be two-way, because a mirror in an interrogation room is so rarely…
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“So calm your waves and slow the churn, and you may have my precious bones on my return.” - The Decemberists, “Annan Water” If there was once a time…
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Antlers, Colorado