Rattles, Whispers, and Nacho Crumbs: AÂ Kitchen Apparition
🏚️ In a frequently-visited corner of a remote Connecticut home, something stirs in the shadows. A side table, vintage and sturdy, suddenly wobbles —slowly, deliberately—without a hand to coax it. No hint of a draft sneaking in. No paws padding nearby. No pets curious enough to cause the disturbance…or investigate further. Just the softest, most […]
The Crinkle in the Night
It always starts the same way. With a whispering rustle… the ancient language of foil. The time is 2:36 a.m. The house sleeps. Except me. Drawn by a hunger that’s less craving and more curse, I drift barefoot through shadowed halls, led by the siren song of snacks. The pantry door creaks—not by hand, but by pact. […]