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The Book Ablaze
Lights flashed through smoke billowing from the Swallowtail Room’s arched doorway, and a pair of students fled toward the exit.…
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Cover Her Face: Preserving Evidence at the Crime Scene
In this stage, authorized people enter the controlled crime scene, locate the evidence, and ensure none of it goes missing or is contaminated.…
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Stories You Missed - 5/18/2025
It's been a while but we're back to sharing stories from fellow magazines that you might…
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You Shall Not Pass: Controlling the Crime Scene
When we read a whodunnit novel, we race the fictional detective, hoping to discover who committed the crime, before they identify the murderer in the big reveal scene.…
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The Arm Collector
The body was relatively well-preserved by the cold harbor waters, albeit bloated, but the arms had been severed postmortem.…
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How to Become a God in Three Easy Steps: An Analysis of Margaret Atwood’s Maddaddam Trilogy and the Rise of Fascism
...perception may in fact be more important than reality in shaping identity, particularly if one is trying to become a god.…
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The Caravan Pearls
Silence followed as Jim carefully scanned every article, and Mavis touched each
line. The way they knew, for Jim, this knowledge came differently to Mavis. For him, the
words stood out boldly. He couldn’t miss it. ‘That’s the one,’ he pointed.…
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Rock-a-Bye in Godspace
People were already leery of the Arrow Drive; if we had any more mishaps, we’d forfeit our safety rating altogether and be barred not only from the lucrative corporate runs but also from such bread-and-butter jobs as our present engagement: the off-peak special to Gabor II.…
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Stories You Missed - 2/4/2025
We've gathered up some of our fellow magazines latest releases and put them all in one convenient place.…
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In Vino Veritas
All I can think about is the impure blood roiling uneasily in my veins. Under normal circumstances, the faintest trace of human ancestry would be enough to keep me forever excluded from this place – and the last elf in my family line was four generations back.…
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The Boo Hag - A Feminist’s Travel Guide Through Southern Folklore
by Laura Holt
“In the olden times, way back in the day, there were always witches going around, and they…
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Because Your Fingers Are Soft, Slender, and Long
The hand first appeared when you returned home to practice the fourth song again, wrapping over your own hand clutching onto the neck of your viola, holding on iron tight until the strings slice through your built-up calluses, until blood coats the strings with your fingerprints.…