Beatrice Santello Part 2 - #8
"Bea," Gregg said from behind her, his voice uncommonly soft. "We should go." Bea looked up at him, her eyes streaked with tears and saw that he too had been crying, reminding her that he had been very close to Casey as well. She stood and gave him a...
Beatrice Santello Part 2 - #9
It took some time to get all the way back to Angus. Everyone was quiet, and the broken skateboard that Bea carried on her back was a constant reminder of what they'd left behind. But when finally they squeezed through the tight space that had stopped...
Beatrice Santello Part 2 - #3
**Back into the woods we go! Ho Ho Ho!** Nothing more was seen of the strange man the next day, and Bea had almost gotten over her worry about him. However, it was replaced with her worry about going back into the mine. After work they met Gregg and...
Beatrice Santello Part 2 - #7
**Into the Hole** What Germ had found was covered with rubble and large stones, but it led underneath the slab into darkness, and it led in the direction where the pit must be. It took all four of them to move the larger stones out of the way, and...
Night in Your Arms
For mae borowski, things have started to calm down since the events of 'the long fall'. her town had seemed so welcoming after the trials and tribulations of college, but now she is having difficulty finding her purpose.
Desperation Clings
One year had passed since everything went a little bit odd, but Possum Springs hadn't changed much, all things considered. A few people had gone their separate ways, but the town itself was the same. Concrete heading up a hill with buildings hugging...
Song in the Dark: Day 2
Eric hostetler and mae borowski are having somewhat-parallel adventures, but their individual stories diverge enough that this story won't spoil all of the big reveals in the game.
Song in the Dark: Day 4
I'm not sure if they're showing correctly because this site is just clunky as hell, but here's hoping it works.disclaimer: events of this story overlap with events of the video game, as eric hostetler and mae borowski are having largely separate-but-parallel
Possum Cats
It was another rustic summer day, the sweltering heat was in full swing. Yet, two cats decided to begin some evening escapades as they walked down the steps of the historical subway system. A short female black tabby with ample amounts of curves...