Just use the same rules as you would around a fall break campfire. You know those burn marks you get on the skins of hot dogs or marshmallows left on a skewer over the flame? When you decide which of your camping buddies is my sacrifice, I want that same…
Their oversized heads. Their short little legs. Their delicate, chubby fingers. Their tiny little clothes with tiny little buttons. Children are just innocents, aren’t they? Blank slates not yet inoculated against the hardships and cruelties of the world. Dear, innocent children. Fortunately, that also makes them easy targets to infect…
Lucy Sable Once was able To look upon the sea. But someone got her In the water. Now, that’s where she’ll be. Shadows and foam Infecting homes— It’s just a mold, they say. But demons and ghosts Haunt this Maine coast. This is the Hudsons’ bay. Now, Nancy Drew Is…
I’m coming for you, Smiths! Hyah!
Thanksgiving. A time for family, feasting, and giving thanks for everything and everyone dear to you. It’s a time of reflection. It’s a time of compassion. It’s a time to welcome people into your home as guests around your table. And it’s a time for those guests to force cultural…
When you’re gearing up for the most important thing you will ever do. When you need to find a way for the Bad Place to win forever. When putting Hitler in is not enough for a quick win (either Adolf or Steve—they’re both pretty bad). When you’re skipping evil zumba…
Some days you can’t win. Your hair may be on point. Your lipstick may be perfect. But for some reason, nothing is going right. You feel out of sorts. Your girls will NOT stop screwing things up. And some virgin lit the black flame candle and stole your favorite book.…
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Featuring movie essays from the Head Monsters of SML and others that explore our love for horror cinema! Published by the Collinsport Historical Society.
