The house at the end of the street had been boarded up for as long as I, or anyone else in town could remember, but everyone knew the stories.

Asheville Manor was previously home to the Asheville family years and years and years ago. Nobody knew for sure what had happened to the Asheville family. Long ago everyone had woken up one morning, their daily routines interrupted by the discovery of the...

My feet, propped up on the desk, were starting to cramp. I took a drink from the cold, hours old cup of coffee, the bitter taste filling my tongue. I glanced back at the computers monitor, the glow already starting to give me a wicked headache from hours of watching it.

When I glanced back at the monitor it still sat there, tall and painted the most boring shade of brown I might have ever seen. ...