Ghost stories from Nevada

The Slate Fragment

The old house on Hemlock Lane had always felt like a repository of memories, but after the foreclosure, it became a haunted shell. My daughter, Rachel, and my granddaughter, Lily,...

The Wicker-Bound Guest

I was thirteen when my family moved into the old Briarwood House, a sprawling Victorian that had seen better decades. My name is Eliza, and I’ve always had a knack...

The Lantern Keeper’s Ledger

The archive room of the Blackwood Historical Society smelled of old paper and dust. I was cataloging a recently acquired collection of photographs and journals from the defunct Miller Sanatorium....

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