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Our ghosts haunt us, they make us face our regrets. Their words can consume our thoughts if we let them.   These apparitions are memories, regrets, and heartaches. They’re the embodiment of what we could’ve done better.  Recently I’ve been … Read More

The lights in the house were dim, as he walked into his living room.  He secured a highball glass and filled it halfway with whiskey before taking a small sip.  It’d been a ritual of his to sit in his … Read More

[Harold wanders into Felix’s Funhouse coaxed by a memory.]    “Everyone has heroes, role models, people they idolized growing up.  Me, I was a shitty role model, I was never really there for her… publicly.  But that’s how it must … Read More

We all have problems we would rather bury than deal with them.  We put them in a hole, cover them in dirt, and think we can forget them.  But it’s like the Tell-Tale Heart, we fixate on that hole, we … Read More

Do you know what the most powerful drug in the whole of Arcadia is?  I’ll give you a hint, it is used on every level from Olympus to The Slums and everywhere below and in between.     It keeps people alive … Read More

As I sit here in the silence of solitary confinement, my mind drifts back to one day I spent with Michaela.  She had gotten sicker than I had ever seen. Her mother trusted me to use my connections to get … Read More

We open on Harold sitting on a chair, a rope at his feet.      There’s a saying, “Give a man enough rope, and he’ll hang himself”.  Loosely translated it means, if you see a foe making mistake after mistake, let them.  … Read More

Legend has it Daedalus and his son Icarus had been captured and tossed into an open-air prison.  Long story short, Daedalus built wings of wood, wax, and feathers for him and his son to use to escape.  However, Daedalus warned … Read More

Mr. Nobody, having left the note with Pegg stands outside the Medical Sector quietly smoking a cigarette in one of the more out of the way locations and as he ashes his smoke he begins to talk to himself.   “He’s … Read More

I climbed the Arcadian ladder from one level to the next by using my existence as its own currency.  At every rung, I exchanged a part of me for my place on that perch.  I handed part of my life … Read More