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Frankenstink It was almost midnight when the stench of death interrupted my concentration. Tensing, I sat up in the tattered upholstered chair near the corner of my bedroom. Soon after, a thunderous crash from...
Frankenstink It was almost midnight when the stench of death interrupted my concentration. Tensing, I sat up in the tattered upholstered chair near the corner of my bedroom. Soon after, a thunderous crash from...
‘Tis the Season…to be Scared Halloween night. The low creaking moan of the chamber door startled me from a deep sleep. Raising my head off the pillow, I gazed about in the dark of...