Marcus Mortlake’s Greatest Fear Has Returned…

Marcus Mortlake’s Greatest Fear Has Returned…

Last time, we explored the career of Marcus Mortlake as a prober of paranormal activity. This time, we will venture a little further back in time to uncover the horrific childhood trauma that helped shape our tweed-clad hero. What is the mysterious Erl-king? There’s a...

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It Only Takes One Wrong Turn to Lose Your Way…

It Only Takes One Wrong Turn to Lose Your Way…

The fragility of our existence is what draws most of us to horror. And it’s the reason we created campfire stories and urban legends. They are an entertaining and memorable way to package our cautionary tales. “Be careful where you go, and who you allow close.”...

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The Shadows Come A-Knockin’. Will You Let Them In?

The Shadows Come A-Knockin’. Will You Let Them In?

Monsters can look like anything. So, if they show up on your doorstep and you let them in, you can never be sure what you’ve welcomed inside. Bloody Mary is one of my favorite urban legends. Slumber parties just aren’t complete until you’ve tried to summon a homicidal...

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Danger Lurks Where You Least Expect It…

Danger Lurks Where You Least Expect It…

We comfort ourselves with the thought that we will always be able to see danger coming. It’s a pretty lie. When I was younger, I loved to jump on branches. There was just something satisfying in the way they cracked. One day, I was walking with a friend through a...

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A Dark Hunger Lurks within an Unsuspecting Town…

A Dark Hunger Lurks within an Unsuspecting Town…

Witches are such a big part of the history of horror. They can be good or bad, their powers can be nearly limitless, and they can fit into any timeline in history. Along with vampires and werewolves, they’re really some of the most fun and malleable things to work...

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“Homecoming” Takes on a New, Terrifying Meaning

“Homecoming” Takes on a New, Terrifying Meaning

I have always been fascinated by the macabre. By the things that go bump in the night. What other people call nightmares, I call playgrounds. I can’t count the number of hours I spent huddled up in my room at night, turning page after page, equally thrilled and scared...

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