The town of Brackenridge had been in decline for decades. Its factories closed, its main street emptied of shops, and […]

The old Hollowbrook Sanitarium had stood like a rotting sentinel at the edge of town for nearly a century. Its

The Harrington family had always been proud of their lineage. Generations of wealth and influence had built their name into

The town of Hollow Pines was not marked on most maps. It was an old farming community, isolated between rolling

In the heart of New England, there was a small town named Ashwick Hollow. A place forgotten by maps, tucked

The seaside amusement park had long since rotted into a skeleton of its former self. Once, children screamed with laughter,

The town of Blackridge sat nestled between gray hills and endless fields of dead wheat, a place people only remembered

There are places on the map where roads stretch endlessly, barren, as though forgotten by time. Miles of cracked highway

The Marionette Hotel sat like a crown jewel of the city, a relic from another age. Its grand façade gleamed

The Alaskan wilderness is merciless in winter. Snow piles high, winds slice like knives, and silence rules where life dares

The town of Brackenridge had always lived in the shadow of its own decline. Once a bustling hub of steel

The house stood at the end of Wraithmoor Lane, a Victorian relic with spires that clawed at the sky and

It arrived without warning, like an omen carried on the autumn wind. At dawn, the field at the edge of

Boston was a city of history — cobblestone streets, iron lampposts, and buildings that seemed to hold the memory of

Fog had always been a familiar companion to the small Vermont town of Hollow’s End. It would roll in from

In the heart of the Appalachian mountains, nestled between ridges and thick woods, sat the quiet town of Hallow Creek.