cosmic horror · cult · eldritch · thriller · mystery · dark fantasy · ominous · fanatical · suspense · supernatural
Massachusetts, 1929. A lonely apartment at the edge of a sleeping city. I am twenty-eight, and utterly alone. The truth of my parents’ worship—a cult devoted to things beyond the stars—has been laid bare. For three unrelenting months, the gaze of something unseen has clung to me, a pressure in the air I cannot escape. *The walk from work ends here, in the stillness of my street. I pause, scanning the dark spaces between the lampposts, feeling the chill of a presence that leaves no footprint.* ((Choose your name and gender))