Shadowgate

So we started the new night. I awoke and left my server room and wondered what the night would bring.  I ended up sleeping in server room because it has no windows and is secured with a key card lock, no one is going to walk in on me accidentally. Warren called and arranged a meet ...

Sept 18, 2010 I was sitting at home. I am still not accustomed to this new life. The phone rang and it was Warren. He asked me to come over and help him out. He was worried that something he was involved in might lead to blood and he was worried that he would freak out.  ...

It was about 6PM and I had just gotten home from an assignment and tossed my keys into the interesting dish I picked up at the local flea market. I had settled into my comfy chair and put my feet when the phone rang. “There’s no way Hell I am moving or going out again” ...

This is the final installment of Paolo’s reawakening story.

When I next opened my eyes I suddenly realized I wasn’t breathing. I don’t think I had been for a while. I gasped, panicked, thinking that I might be suffocating. Did a bullet puncture a lung? I was pretty sure it had. I panicked some more. Then I saw the angel again. My eyes locked on ...

I bowed my head in prayer at the St. Thomas Aquinas Catholic church in AM. That’s what the locals called the Ames Metropolitan Area, the 30-mile long city that stretched from Ames in the north all the way to Des Moines in the south. It was bordered by a large lake and swamp in the ...

The containment chamber had changed.  The two bodyguards had moved the corpse in the coffin to one of the stainless steel examination tables.  The corpse was naked and pale as ever.  They had removed the remnants of clothing and the corpse looked even more unnatural now lying on the sterile table with its gaunt arms ...

Dr. Latimer stood next to the open coffin looking in.  It was just as John Moore had said it would be.  Henry backed up from the coffin in disbelief.  “What the fuck is going on?”, he said aloud. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.  Not yet anyway.” Henry spun around startled.  He thought he was ...

Dr. Henry Latimer stepped out of the Limousine and onto the wet pavement.  It had rained lightly a few minutes before but all that was left of it were patches of quickly drying water on the sidewalks and the smell of damp coolness.  It was a spring evening in Iowa and even in the city ...

Detective Warren BrodyBrody had always intended to be a priest. He was a man of faith and felt that God had called him to a higher purpose. He spent the requisite years in seminary studying and carefully following his chosen path. But the path was a difficult one. Warren felt the storm of his hormones in ...