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“Why is he here?” Jeremy asks as he helps Dawn out of the window. Grabbing Ian by the collar, he yanks the shorter man out of the building and onto the floor. “You told me that this would be a … Continue reading →

Ian continues working on his jigsaw puzzle while the orderlies struggle to keep people away from the body. Jenny is still slumped on the floor with a large hole in her chest that matches the one in the wall. The … Continue reading →

Ian’s eyes flutter open and he groans at the sight of the boring ceiling overhead. He can see the early afternoon shadows stretching across the walls of his room and hears other patients outside in the garden. A steady breeze … Continue reading →

Rich flips the table to give himself some time to make a run for the door, but he is too panicked to watch where he is going. Banging into tables and stumbling over chairs, the gasping man barely makes it … Continue reading →

From the dock of Raven’s Hold, Grace watches the tiny ship capsize and its riders get sucked beneath the gentle waves. A faint shimmer around the edge of the island tells her that something is going on beyond her senses. … Continue reading →

Within the sudden storm, the tiny vessel is tossed and spun by the waves. Carla holds on tight while her muttering companion does his best to prevent the boat from flipping over. Kyle has given up trying to use the … Continue reading →

The small town of Crow’s Landing sits on the coast of Oregon and is like nothing Carla has ever seen before. Being used to large cities and suburbs, the quaint town makes her feel as if she has stepped back … Continue reading →

The solitary wing is still brightly lit, but the doors to each room are thicker and lack windows. Located on the third floor of Raven’s Hold, the windows to the outside world are locked and boarded up from the inside. … Continue reading →

Ian groans and holds his head, which feels like it is one soft noise away from shattering like a dropped glass. He sees a bottle of water and some medicine next to his bed, but he only takes the drink … Continue reading →

Paths appear and vanish in the middle of clearings while the rustling of wings are heard throughout the branches. Ian and Rich catch glimpses of the ebony birds that are hiding behind the leaves, but it is never more than … Continue reading →