Outside The Firelight (UPDATED REGULARLY)
"There are things that watch us--hungry things-- that wait at the forests edge and peer in through our windows when they know we cannot see them. Don't look now, son, else they'll flee."
When he was a child, Dante Stoker took his mother's tales to heart. Stories of beasts, ghosts, monsters, and the unknown world at the edge of our field of view.
Ten years and one move later, these stories are just that to Dante; stories. There are no goat-men, nor ghouls roaming the back alleys and abandoned parking lots of his ratty little city. He would sooner get mugged by a gang of hoodlums before the boogeyman gets him. His concrete jungle of crime and prejudice is certified cryptid-free.
Or so he thought.
House pets dead and gutted on front doorsteps, twisted silhouettes stalking the streets at night--they all lead back to the Garden Antique, an abandoned emporium with a history told in fearful whispers. Whispers from kid to kid. Student to Student. Barber to client. And dealer to buyer.
And the whispers say that the horror that lurks those old halls has been observing us for centuries; bloodthirsty, hateful, and just at the very edge of our conscious awareness. Waiting for one of us to step into their world.
Idle hands are the devil's playthings.
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