I am a passionately curious man. Some parts foolish, but largely… Interested. Perhaps that was what led me to this endeavour. I am stubbornly sceptical but I seek to be proven wrong, especially when it comes to the paranormal and the occult. I recount my story now, from the beginning. I hope, dear reader, that by reading my account of events, you may act with caution and compassion wherever you tread.Money was tight. I owned a small house in the suburbs of a small town, but my job... more

Thomas Anthony LayIssue #1“Sent by almighty God to bring about the absolute destruction of mankind. God’s harbingers signal their arrival, the initiation of the apocalypse. Death rides out on a skeletal steed, sat tall and fleshless draped in tattered robes. He reaps the souls of the fallen with his scythe. His lipless skull gives the impression of a grin as he harvests, stealing life from the innocent. He coughs.”“What?”“Coughs. Like when you have a tickle... more

It’s Saturday night and you’re dressed up in your favourite smart-casual outfit. Excitement fills your heart as you check yourself one last time in the mirror, make a final adjustment to your hair which is now perfect, and head out of the room. You glance at your coat as you walk past it, smiling to yourself as you open your front door and allow the warm, summer sun to splash your exposed skin, a gentle breeze tickles your face as it creeps into your house. It’s going to be an... more

You're probably like me, sceptical of all things unexplained. Never in my life have I believed anything that doesn't have a logical explanation, even if it means I have to string together the most tenuous logic just to make something reasonable. This is me. Why then, do I sit here by this shimmering lake, desperately scrawling these notes on my last remaining pages with trembling fingers? Something wants me. I cannot seem to escape them, I cannot explain them, I don't know why... more

The next time you are sick, ill, weak… When your mind is foggy and your bed feels like the only place you can be; beware the Collector. It comes in the dark, in the silence. It comes for the decrepit, the unsound of mind, and the weak of body. I’ve seen it. I know what it wants and it won’t stop coming for me until… I won’t get better now. If you become aware of its presence, don’t look at it. If you see the Collector, it will collect. As I sit here... more