dark-fiction
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The fluorescent lights hummed their electric lullaby as Marcus wheeled the medication cart down the corridor of Eternal Rest Hospice. Three weeks into his new job, and he still couldn’t shake the feeling that something was fundamentally wrong with this place. The patients lingered too long, their suffering stretched like taffy pulled beyond its breaking…
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The sun was setting faster than Emma had anticipated. What had started as a simple shortcut through Miller’s Woods was quickly becoming a nightmare as shadows stretched like grasping fingers across the forest floor. She’d grown up hearing her grandmother’s warnings about these woods, but at seventeen, she’d dismissed them as stories meant to frighten…