Alex considered the local public library his sanctuary, his second home. A lanky young man with a slight build, soft features, and a preference for delicate blouses and oversized glasses, he was a fixture among the dusty stacks. He was also, tragical...

The main reading room of the Oakhaven Public Library was a sanctuary of hushed reverence. Sunlight streamed through the high windows, illuminating dust motes dancing over mahogany tables. Maggie sat immersed in the middle of a massive hardback, its p...

The air inside the abandoned Blackwood Manor hung thick and cold, smelling of damp plaster and decay. Leo shivered, pulling the drawstrings of his grey hoodie tight, but the chill had nothing to do with the temperature. It was the same familiar, simm...