Newborn

“Help me, help me please!” Adrian begged of the Tarot reader, “Someone is trying to kill me.” The Reader responded: “I don’t understand. Did you call the police?” “No, no,” said Adrian. “It’s not like that. It’s, it’s supernatural. I am asking for help. For your help. Something or someone is after me. I need…

Cold Voice

On the banks of the Yukon River, around one hundred-fifty miles Northeast of Fairbanks, a man claws his way from the water onto dry land. Tired, he slowly pulls himself and a backpack onto shore one arm at a time. Finally getting out of the water, he turns, lays with his back on the gravel,…