Final Girl Slumber Party, by Meghan Phillips
We don’t braid each other’s hair. Can’t stand the yank tug of the brush, the drag of bristles over scalp. Warm breath on the backs of our necks.
A Brief Guide to America’s Haunted Outbuildings, by Patrick Berry
By day the Quartermain greenhouse is still an actively-maintained conservatory, boasting an impressive assortment of flowers and vegetables, along with some righteous weed.
Harvest Moon, by Aaron Burch
Saw kept his eyes closed but imagined opening them, seeing night. The sun would have set, everything gone dark.
The Free Thinker and the Automaton: Polarity and Duality in Stephen Hand’s Freddy Vs. Jason: The Novelization of the Screenplay by Damian Shannon and Mark J. Swift, by Sean Gill
Freddy Vs. Jason is a quintessential tale of a clash between titans, the unstoppable force pitted against the immovable object, a crude powerhouse reckoning with a vulgar wit.
Unconfirmed, by Christopher Locke
The woods are quiet, Daria said. Yeah, what do you mean? I mean they’re quiet. No sound. No movement. Nothing. It’s weird.
Personal Demons, by Stephen Langlois (as Nick) and Bud Smith (as Doug)
WANTED:
Hell Hunter: slayer of demons, killer of psycho clowns, fearless destroyer of creatures born from utter blackness/bleakness of bottomless pit nightmares
Philophobia, by Sin Ribbon
They say death does crazy things to the livin’. Those people woulda been put in their place by Mr. Fetters.