The omnipotent Ice Gods of this frozen world want a sacrifice.
Battling against blowing ice and snow, Maclin and Jones labored toward the summit of an immense cryovolcano. Each astronaut was agonizingly aware that oxygen reserves were low. Continue reading ““The Ice Gods””
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Although a painstakingly slow return to the surface was necessary after such a deep dive, the final phase of this recovery for William Benson and James Martin was cut short. Always cantankerous and unpredictable, Lake Superior had settled into restlessness under a twisting indigo sky. The potential ramifications of the clandestine and illegal visit to the wreckage of Edmund Fitzgerald also motivated those present to encourage brevity. Continue reading ““Zombie Ship””
Once the tavern closed, he routinely shaved several minutes off his walk home thanks to a shortcut through the railroad yard. Continue reading ““Danger in the Railroad Yard””
She routinely roused in the middle of the night and summoned her mother. This was the first time she had sought her stepfather.
“There is something in my closet.”
Continue reading ““Evil Exchange””
“Over two hundred people including passengers and crew were on that train.”
“The Ohio Flyer left Indianapolis running an express schedule eastward but never got to Cincinnati. This isn’t a matter of a derailment. There’s no heap of burning Pullmans or collapsed trestle to find.”
Continue reading ““An Express Vanishing””
Mount Vernon was soaked in dismay, exposing all to heartache.
Washington was dying, but that didn’t stop his doctors from administering a gruesome regiment of bloodletting and archaic medicines. Continue reading ““Voodoo at Mount Vernon””
“That’s why you need to rob the Medicine Shoppe?”
There was a commotion outside the pharmacy. A jeep jumped the curb and parked on the sidewalk. Continue reading ““Cough Syrup Time Machine””
An orange jumpsuit couldn’t have drawn more attention.
Mexico City was too near. The women and food were tremendous, but he tired from looking over his shoulder. Continue reading ““Georgian Again””
Trapped in that tentatively liminal phase between this life and the next, he cursed his very existence. Continue reading ““The Wraith””
“We don’t have the funds for an exorcism,” the principal countered.
A poltergeist terrorized the elementary school library, throwing books off shelves and ruinously reorganizing the card catalog. Continue reading ““Schooltergeist””