Sarah Thompson
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HELLS GRACE Part 3 While Hodge and his wife spent time driving the two-hour commute to Portland (according to their GPS), I ordered Oracle to notify me once they arrived in the city. As for the rest of my afternoon, the demon and I spent it binging through the most boring reality TV ever. The main cast, you ask? The cultists. For being murderous, demonic-worshipping suburbanites, they lived the dullest and most monotonous life and an equally humdrum daily routine. I was never a fan of reality…-
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HELLS GRACE Part 2 The computer sat on a metallic black rolling AV cart about thirty-four inches tall with four squeaky silver wheels and two drawers with keyholes. Three outlets were fixed under the cart’s handle, but its connector wasn’t plugged into a wall outlet. Instead, it hung around the handlebar, unused. However, the monitor displayed a blinking pixelated green cursor against a black screen. The cart rolled on its own, moving closer to the demon and me. > FINDING QUERY FOR JUSTIN HODGE, it…
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HELLS GRACE Part 1 One great perk about being a dungeon core was that I didn’t need sleep. At least not in the traditional sense or what humans usually do. I still needed to rest, which was different from being unconscious for several hours. I was still aware of my surroundings. I could still smell the fresh breeze wafting from the mountains and into the forest. Hear the insects crawling through the vegetation and felt the animals wandering out and about within my domain. The funny thing about…
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by Katie Reeves, KGWA Staff Mon, September 25th, 2023, 3:45 PM Point Hope, Oregon (KGWA): Point Hope Police Department is seeking the public’s help to find a missing fire watcher, Brian Greeley, 47, who was last seen more than two weeks ago on Monday, September 4th, on the Frog Creek lookout at McLaren National State Forest. His last contact with the Forestry Department Head was in the early hours of Saturday, September 23rd, when he reported an emergency broadcast on the radio before communications…
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Part 11 When Leo whirled around, Brian froze before the broken window, straining to speak. No word came out of his lips. Sticking out through his back was Old Growth’s javelin-like appendage, drenched with the fire watcher’s blood. Struggling to breathe, Brian looked Old Growth straight into its mouthless face with terror before his eyes glazed over, his mouth hanging loose. Old Growth yanked Brian’s body out of the cabin and threw him into the abyss. Three seconds later, a wet, muffled thud echoed…
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FINDERS KEEPERS Part 10 Once I followed the demon into the cabin (and placed my corpse inside the cellar), a new prompt appeared from my periphery. [Congratulations! You reaped a lifetime total of [You have gained a Special Action: Sense the surface thoughts of your delvers, which will glow with a purple aura. Limited to only one target at a time, you cannot read the thoughts of your monsters or those who are unconscious. You can jump to other (individual) thoughts until the spell ends. ( “Like…
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FINDERS KEEPERS Part 9 The Goliath hacked through the door and widened the gap by several inches. He could put his entire arm through it now, and it would be only a matter of time before he would get into the room. I wondered if the cultists would behave the same way if chased by a masked psycho across the cabin. Leo and his crew were a good test run for what I had in store for them. Unfortunately, Leo and his friends were the accidental test subjects. I mulled over the thought and focused on the…
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Part 8 Leo’s hand twitched, and in a blink of an eye, he pulled out the gun strapped to his belt and fired. Shots rang out into the fog. Eddie jumped behind the door frame and covered his ears. John was too stunned to move as Art pinned him behind the door. Most of the shots hit the Goliath straight on the torso, each bullet sending him a step back until he smashed through the van’s windows, and the Goliath slumped to the ground, seemingly dead. Silence filled the void. I floated over to the…
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FINDERS KEEPERS Part 7 Scottie crouched just off the trail, surveying the boathouse ahead. He didn’t dare make a move. I allowed the fog to thicken near the docks, and Scottie could barely make out the boathouse’s frame from where he hid. He visibly shivered after he scanned his environment. I could tell he doubted following “Eddie” down the trail. What if it’s a trap? He’s not wrong. The Goliath was already waiting inside. All Scottie had to do was take the bait. Heck, he already took the…
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Part 6 As Scottie lost sight of the group in the fog, his face suddenly scrunched up, and he whirled around as if he felt a presence behind him. However, the Goliath had already moved to the side and walked toward the back. Scottie searched for a few seconds until his gaze landed on the driver’s side view mirror, catching a shadowy shape that disappeared into the mist, trailed by muffled heavy footsteps. Grasping , I slowly dragged the walkie-talkie that Scottie placed on the passenger seat while he…
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