Stories from 998
An illustrated horror story, one page at a time. No people are ever in the pictures. Only the places, and the lights somebody left on.
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Each chapter is a place on 998, and each place becomes a wallpaper in the Nightfall edition. Chapter one is open; the rest are being written.
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Chapter one
It was on the mat when I came home, face-down and wet at the corners, as if it had been waiting in the rain for someone else and given up.
No stamp. No postmark. Just four words across the front in brown ink that had run a little: To whoever finds this.