A hand reached out from beneath the brush and clutched Karen’s ankle.

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Greta slips through the crowd gathered at the mall entrance, huddled around the missing girl’s flyer. In casual tones, they lament the...

By Jason Funk Claws. The thing behind the door has tiny little claws, sharp as razors, hard and rigid. I’ve heard them scuttle down the...