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Gormly and the Dread Cloud

My Dear Strangers,

A mint-scented envelope was left on my study’s desk overnight. Inside was a note from Mr. Gormly, the small man living in my basement… 413 more words

Reports From A Haunted Brownstone

Entry 0074: Drafting a Short Story

EP: The Fabulous Sequel by Pere Ubu

1979 Chrysalis CHS 2372

Favorite Track: The Fabulous Sequel

This is a continuation of the work started in entry 0056. 834 more words

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The Pigeon's Last Flight

My Dear Strangers,

The box I pulled out of my stomach is three inches square—smaller than my original estimation. It is not metal, as I earlier believed, but milk-white bone. 284 more words

Reports From A Haunted Brownstone

The Box in My Stomach

My Dear Strangers,

I retrieved the pigeon’s key from the sidewalk, secluded myself in the bathroom, and prepared to extract the mystery box hidden in my stomach. 450 more words

Reports From A Haunted Brownstone

The Three-Winged Pigeon Is Dead

My Dear Strangers,

The small box in my stomach was unendurable.

Its metallic chill spread throughout my body, like that of a permanent ice cube. Its corners scraped and jabbed. 339 more words

Reports From A Haunted Brownstone

The Thirty-One Hour Dream

My Dear Strangers,

I took a sleeping draught on Saturday night, not only to blur the symptoms of my transmogrified navel, but also to search for… 416 more words

Reports From A Haunted Brownstone

My Navel Is a Keyhole

My Dear Strangers,

The three-winged pigeon eats coffee beans.

It had previously rejected all manner of nuts and seeds, but after watching it huddle next to a steaming mug of coffee I’d left on my study’s windowsill, I was inspired to offer a bowl of dark-roast beans. 290 more words

Reports From A Haunted Brownstone