I looked through my social media impatiently. It had been days since I last dreamed about the shed or the murders, and I had begun to think that they really had just been all made up in my head. I wanted nothing more than to understand why I was being shown Rebecca Sinclair’s life. She …
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I Remember: Part Four
Pretty little thing, hidden away from the world. Buried so deep, no one will ever find her! There was that song again. So familiar. As with the last time, I felt a fluttering in my stomach. I am probably nervous about being back in this shed, I thought. As I entered the dream, I felt …
In the Stacks: Part 1
Rowan sighed heavily as he placed yet another book on the tall shelves. He had been maneuvering through the narrow aisles of the library bookshelves all day. There couldn’t be more than two and a half feet between each shelf, and he was just short enough that he couldn’t see the books on the top …
Hotel: Part 1
The hotel was just as beautiful as the website made it look. The outside of the building looked like it was straight from a book on Gothic architecture. Above the main entry way, there sat a dozen or so hideous gargoyles, each depicting a medical ailment. Just inside, there was a cozy-lit bar, and everything …
Devi Ramirez 