The Coffin Club

I met Louise Wallace when fucking Richard Lincoln tried to kick my teeth in.

It was a hot summer, and they'd cancelled public summer camp again for the third year in a row. I was thirteen years old. Not old enough to get a job yet, too old to hang around home and not get told off for it. Richard and Toby and Donny and me stole some shit from the Bullseye and ran off to a nearby park to s...

Deep within the Sunny Suplex Mall lies the realm of the Tiny Mall Wizards, a forgotten corner of history long since gone by. Originally the world's masters of magic and mayhem, they are relegated to obscurity and their own petty squabbles.

That is not to say that the time of their stories is over. Far from it. Crack'o, Hat and Celene, three chosen Tiny Mall Wizards, embark on a grand q...

We poisoned ourselves. I was complicit in it but we all had our part to play. Grief, anger, ego, curiosity, four ingredients we all brought into our group. Useful in small amounts. Dangerous when concentrated. Lethal when there's enough for you all to drown in it. I'm sorry for what I've done. Helping you doesn't make up for any of it, my death doesn't roll back the clock. It was never a...

Janice and Lillian are done talking with you, and Lavinia, she's dead, and they don't tend to tell tales. That just leaves me. To be honest I don't have much more to say. I think I've made it all fairly clear.
We cannot abide the state of things, the cruel engine that powers the world. I am old and ready to join my sister, I have been for longer than I'd like to admit. But we can't leave ...

Over the years we all went mad in our own ways. Halsey went from disbelief to anger to anguish. Forrester remained at her side, ever vigilant, repeating "this too shall pass, this too shall pass". It went from soothing words to rote recitation to a grim, resigned mantra. This too shall pass. Ingham was excited; the masks were off, the base, cruel nature of the world revealed, the game bi...

Everyone here is either an asshole or a freak. At this point, I'm not going to count myself immune to this judgment. I've got a doctor on my arm and a local middle school math teacher might as well be my walking, talking shadow. Not to mention I'm not dressed for this sort of shit; people are dressed well, so are they, and I've got tan slacks, white shirt, blazer, shoes, like I'm going t...

I will not fall in love with the sea like Captain Nicholas Flagg.

Mother has forbade me from sharing in the same love of the sea as my father. She was right and I was foolish and I will go home and she will chide me and I will say "I am so sorry I did not listen, mother" and she will hug me with tears in her eyes and it will all be wonderful. I will go to the school we have decided on, f...

They asked if they could come and speak to me, and so I set the table for the four of us. Spent the day cleaning the house, getting everything in order, had food delivered (nothing fancy, just a roast chicken from the place down the road and all sorts of sides). The three of them were so nervous sitting at the table with me, I almost forgot to eat. The tension was palpable; they didn't q...

It took longer than I'd like to admit to decrypt the Witch's notes and even then they weren't the most clarifying. Nance had been an assistant until he was on the wrong side of the ritual, and they had been working for decades with no real rhyme or reason. It wasn't until I brought others in on the secret that I started to get it.

They believed they could get what they wanted through sac...

On a good day, I was their protégé and they were my teachers. On a bad day, I was their pet and they were my owners. I didn't really care one way or another, the work was important and I never really cared for other people. Maybe in some part of my heart I hoped they saw me as their daughter. Seeing as how this all shook out...they eventually disabused me of that notion.

I disappeared fr...

Picture this: it's 1998 and everyone thinks you're an asshole for thinking better things are possible. Strike that: they think you're an asshole for thinking they should be better and wanting to say something about it. You're doing this because you're just boiling in your own anger and you don't even feel good about it. Because you saw that man throw everything away he promised in 1992 a...

[WEIRD BITCH HOUSE RAMPAGE REAL NOT CLICKBAIT GORE WARNING GONE WRONG]

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I don't know why they never said anything about me. I think that at the end of the day they were either afraid or ashamed. Afraid of what I'd do or say. Ashamed at the fact that I did their dirty work and they couldn't take responsibility. We never coordinated a response, I never had to say anything to them, they all came to the same conclusion independent of each other: the young ones g...

I kept my own separate notes during the investigation, and from 1979 to 1983 I would imagine the man I called the Witch of November. This was not the man who took Donna; he was Christopher Nance, and he had an extensive history. Veteran of Korea, long-time resident of NYC, roving working man. Publicly, the authorities assumed he took Donna out of some twisted desire for revenge or to mak...

In retrospect it was a power play. They wanted to humiliate me and force me to back down. I probably should have listened. But what's done is done.
The two of them invited me back to her house, made me dinner, opened wine, lovely evening until it wasn't. I really thought I was being propositioned by the two of them and pillow talk would be folk tales and history books. They brought me to ...

We left Kaserne that afternoon and went down into Wiesbaden-Erbenheim. They'd made the mistake of paying us that weekend, we were sick and tired of drinks on the base, and enough of us knew how to solve for X. Climbed into the back of a passing motorist's truck and within a half hour we were trying Old World lager for the first time. Funny enough? I don't have a taste for it.
O'Malley mus...

Mr. Isaacs got a radio with a satellite dish and everything and Roger asked if I wanted to see it. Said he had something cool to show me. Didn't sound like it was cool. Daddy said Roger's a good-for-nothing like his old man but what does he know, all he does is sit by the TV and listen to the pastor and agree with him. Momma says I gotta think for myself so I did and I went over to Roger...