Aconyte
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Happy Horror Days 25
12.29.2025
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Aconyte
Arkham International
Fiction
CHAPTER SIX: SAN FRANCISCO by Josh Reynolds Commissioner Qiana Taylor watched as Roscoe’s body was brought into the clean room and set on an examination table. The room was located in the sub-basement of a certain California institute. Said institute had been founded by the son of a tuna-packing magnate who’d had a fascination for […]
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Aconyte
Arkham International
Fiction
CHAPTER FIVE: GILLS BAY by Josh Reynolds Trish Scarborough watched pensively as the waters of the Pentland Firth parted before the prow of the ferry. It had taken them longer than she liked to get to the Caithness coast and secure tickets to Orkney. Normally, it wouldn’t have bothered her, but of late she’d begun […]
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Aconyte
Arkham International
Fiction
CHAPTER FOUR: SAN FRANCISCO by Josh Reynolds Chinatown hummed. Three blocks down California Street, toward Broadway and the bay, and it was like a city within a city. There were few signs of the fire that had nearly claimed the district almost fifteen years prior, and the streets were filled with strangely decorated and arranged […]
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Aconyte
Arkham International
Fiction
CHAPTER SIX: SAN FRANCISCO by Josh Reynolds Commissioner Qiana Taylor watched as Roscoe’s body was brought into the clean room and set on an examination table. The room was located in the sub-basement of a certain California institute. Said institute had been founded by the son of a tuna-packing magnate who’d had a fascination for […]
Read more
Aconyte
Arkham International
Fiction
CHAPTER FIVE: GILLS BAY by Josh Reynolds Trish Scarborough watched pensively as the waters of the Pentland Firth parted before the prow of the ferry. It had taken them longer than she liked to get to the Caithness coast and secure tickets to Orkney. Normally, it wouldn’t have bothered her, but of late she’d begun […]
Read more
Aconyte
Arkham International
Fiction
CHAPTER FOUR: SAN FRANCISCO by Josh Reynolds Chinatown hummed. Three blocks down California Street, toward Broadway and the bay, and it was like a city within a city. There were few signs of the fire that had nearly claimed the district almost fifteen years prior, and the streets were filled with strangely decorated and arranged […]
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