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13 – Hall of Memories
The Hall of Memories remained cool and dry despite the weather outside. Every bit of moisture in the air got sucked away, leaving the humidity so low that Erika felt like she was drying out. It had to be the salt. Between every corpse, dried out and mummified, sat a large pillar of salt carved in intricate shapes and designs. Erika passed a reared-up horse, a miniature pine tree with individual needles, a cornucopia overflowing with fruits and vegetables, and more besides, all made from salt. Erika’s…-
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12 - Visions Through the Veil
The middle row of the minivan’s seats had been removed, resulting in Erika sitting all the way in the rear. In place of the middle seat, a few racks were bolted to the floor, able to slide around for easy access from the outside when the side doors were open. Upon the racks sat an assortment of equipment. Some were electronic items: EMF readers, motion sensors, microphones with big dishes around them, video cameras of both digital and VHS varieties, flashlights, ultraviolet lights, Geiger counters,…-
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12 – To Value the Time We Have
Erika sat at the kitchen counter of the Walker rental house. School was out, Thanksgiving was tomorrow, which left several days without her having to worry about pretending to care. She really should just stop going—having a GED meant she wasn’t supposed to be there in the first place—but it was a decent place to meet up with Daniel, hear gossip from Kassandra, and otherwise have some amount of normalcy in her life. She certainly wasn’t getting any normalcy here. Leah—and Erika was…-
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12 – Stalking with The Stalker
Erika walked alongside The Stalker, arm-in-arm, casually strolling the sidewalks late in the evening. Erika leaned up against The Stalker, squeezing together as another group passed by in the opposite direction. The streets weren’t crowded, but there were enough people to provide cover, mostly couples on dates heading in or out from the various bars and dives. “What are you doing?” The Stalker hissed as Erika dragged a finger down her spine. “We’re a couple on a date,” Erika whispered…-
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12 – Lonesome Investigations
“Just wanted to ask about the status of that meeting,” Erika said, seated at her kitchen table with a notebook in one hand and her phone in the other. Carter sat at the table next to her, staring at her wristwatch—though he didn’t seem to do anything with it. Opposite both of them, Daniel had his laptop out, trying to find out the same thing Erika was trying to find out. What happened to The Fixer? “The Hermit has been under increasing stress as of late,” The Adjustment said, calm and…-
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12 – Cultish Investigations
“You guys often drive to creepy old towns with barely enough of a population to field a football team?” Erika kept her eyes on the road as she carried on her small talk. The cracked and weathered asphalt of the rural roads bobbed and weaved, failing to maintain a straight line for more than a hundred yards. A slight glance to Sofia and the road might curve right out from under them, leaving Erika’s truck careening straight into one of the many trees that lined the paved street. The overcast…-
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11 – The Many Rings
The laundromat exterior hadn’t changed since the last time Erika stopped by with Leslie. Boards covered the windows, a For Lease sign hung from the door, bits of paint peeled from the brickwork, and somehow, even the weathered old bike rack outside looked uninviting. Peering through a crack in the window boards, Erika saw nothing but an empty tiled room, lit only by a faint few streams of light piercing through other cracks. There was a faint film around the entire building. It couldn’t obstruct…-
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11 – The Hunters
Erika pulled up to the rundown arcade a full hour before midnight, their expected meeting time. The old beater van was still parked around back. Rick’s ride, presumably. Joining it was a motorcycle. Not one of those sleek modern things, but an old-school Harley. The owner clearly took care of it. Most of it was polished up to a shine that gleamed in Erika’s headlights. She pulled up alongside it, hopped out, and was just about to knock on the arcade’s rear door when she heard muffled voices…-
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11 – i – Anna
“I’m going out, Mother,” Anna called out as she laced up her boots. “I should be back before dinner, but just in case I’m not, there is a salad in the fridge, all ready to eat.” The scrape-clack, tap-tap, scrape-clack, tap-tap of Mirabelle’s walker grew louder as she approached, until finally, the hunched woman stopped in the doorway. “I thought you had the day off,” she said, her voice trailing off. “Did the lab call you in again?” Anna patiently smiled as she pulled out a…-
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Erika stood in a narrow alley between a pair of large garbage bins, watching the minute hand of her watch fly over the numbers. A pair of fire escapes, mounted on opposing brick buildings, now sported GoPro cameras strapped to their lowest rungs, aimed down either end of the alley. With no doors close to Erika, anyone who entered the alley and got anywhere near her current position wouldn’t be both obvious and caught on one of the cameras. With a slight mental tug, Erika bent time around her watch,…
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