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“I wish I could remember why I brought you here,” Corvus says while staring across the ocean. Choppy waves slam into the eroding shore, each one delivering small pieces of Crow’s Landing. “There are so many lies I’ve weaved over … Continue reading →

Racing through the dissolving hallways, Ian fights to avoid falling into the abyssal gaps that are devouring Raven’s Hold. Doors have melted into puddles to expose rooms that are crumbling into dust. Several of the chasms have exposed bone around … Continue reading →

Ian calmly walks toward Dr. Rutherford’s office while orderlies and guards run by to stop the brewing riot. Coming to the door, he leans against the far wall and waits for the hallway to clear of watchful eyes. He chuckles … Continue reading →

Ian rests on the couch while the other members of his group remain in a circle, none of them remembering the events of last night. An empty chair sits with Dawn’s name on it, but she has not been seen … Continue reading →

“This is really bad,” Dr. Rutherford says as she curls against the wall. She kicks Rich away when he tries to touch her foot, the moaning figure barely aware of his surroundings. “I should have never agreed to help that … Continue reading →

The elevator doors open to the dimly light basement hallway, which Ian swiftly enters to finally escape the cascading sparks. He reaches out to one of the deep gouges in the faded yellow walls and wonders if a bear is … Continue reading →

Raven’s Hold has erupted with howls and screams as its residents are driven into a maddening frenzy. The darkness masks much of the destructive, but the hallways are still littered with body parts. Blood seeps out from under doorways and … Continue reading →

With Ian’s room a few doors away, Gina eases her grip on his arm and tries to gently guide the mumbling man to the door. A low growl rolls from the patient’s throat before he whirls around and yanks the … Continue reading →

Ian jumps when he is abruptly aware that he is sitting in Dr. Rutherford’s office, the blonde sitting only a few feet in front of him. A glass of water is in his hand, half of it already gone and … Continue reading →