He stared incredulously at the woman he'd thought dead, positive he was hallucinating. He'd seen her remains outside the Knights of Columbus. Hadn't he? Was this a ghost? A hallucination? He fumbled for words, but couldn't formulate a sentence. "Tom?" Rosemary's face was ashen, as if the snow and...
The baby's insistent cry bounced off the walls of the surrounding houses, making it sound like they'd entered a neighborhood full of children. The reality was that the neighborhood was eerily calm. The wind had ceased gusting. The area was draped in quiet. Without Lana's screams, they might've be...
The motion of the vehicle was enough to betray them, but Tom didn't want to attract any more attention. The tires struggled over the thick snow, as hesitant now as they'd been when he arrived. He put his arm over the passenger seat and stared behind them, watching the street get closer. When he r...
A woman with shoulder-length brown hair was smiling at him, pressing a cloth to his forehead. He was resting on a soft surface, his body stiff and sore. He attempted to sit up, but his head was swimming. “Who are you?” the woman asked. Noah opened h...
His cruiser sat where he had left it, and the garage door was still closed. To his right, he saw the open window where Quinn must have exited, curtains wafting outwards in the subtle breeze. He couldn’t imagine she had gotten far. “I’ll find her, Dan,” he called behind him...
His legs felt rooted in place. The man in the street was Desmond Smith, his neighbor. Desmond was being mangled. His stomach was torn open and he was screaming. The beast had its back turned, but Tom saw bits and pieces of its visage—hands that resembled claws, a gaping maw; a snout larger than a...