Ghost stories from Chile

The Clockmaker’s Delay

In the humid coastal city of Veracruz, Mexico, a man named Ernesto was preparing for a journey to the remote Yucatán Peninsula. His itinerary involved a bus to Mérida, then...

The Grip of the Liminal

In the cramped confines of my fourth-floor walk-up in Valparaíso, Chile, sleep was a fragile commodity. My studio apartment, a converted attic with a sloped ceiling and a single dormer...

The Frostbound Vial

My name is Elena, and I am a laboratory technician at a small clinic nestled in the high Andes of northern Argentina. The job is a far cry from the...

The Porcelain Key

The old farmhouse at the edge of Cedar Hollow had always been a place of creaks and whispers, but for thirteen-year-old Elara, it was simply home. Her father had died...

The Blanket Fold

The old farmhouse had a dining room that served as the heart of the house, with a long oak table where the family gathered. On a cold November evening, Elara...

The Gutter’s Rhythm

In the autumn of 2014, I was staying at my Uncle Viktor’s boarding house in the outskirts of Riga, Latvia. The house was an old, creaking structure that had been...

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