The Stranger in the Threshold You are standing inside something that used to be a room. The ceiling has partially collapsed, and what remains of

The First Touch of Invisible Light You walk into a field at noon in July, the sun hammering the grass flat and pale, the sky

The Fog Before the Shutter Clicks You are standing at the gate of something that should not still be standing. The iron has gone the

The Sword Before the Name You do not know the name of the man standing to your left. You have been marching beside him for

The Object in the Glass Case You stand before a melted watch stopped at 8:15, and the first thing you feel is not horror. It

The Cracked Cup You Keep Using You are holding a cup with a crack running along one side, a hairline fault that has darkened with

The Cherry Blossom You Didn’t Actually See You are standing beneath a cherry tree in the second week of April, and the petals are falling

The Ghost at the Threshold You are walking home along a road you have taken a thousand times, and something is wrong with the light.

The Ghost at the Edge of the Map You are reading a story and something is wrong with the geometry. The room described has four

The Woman at the Well You see her before you understand what you are seeing. Something at the edge of the corridor, low to the

The Locked Stall at the End of the Hall You are eight years old, and the bathroom at the end of the third-floor corridor smells

The Woman Who Arrives in the Snow You are moving through snow that has stopped being weather and become something else entirely — a substance,