Jordan Phillips

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2026-05-30 22:12:01 -

The phone said May fourteenth. Wednesday.
Ray looked at it again. May fourteenth. Wednesday. He put the phone down on the kitchen counter, next to the coffee maker that had been making the same sound for twelve years—a click, a gurgle, a drip, a click, a gurgle, a drip. He had learned to hate that sound. He had learned to love it too, because it was the only thing in his life that was predictable. He poured coffee into a mug that said...

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2026-06-01 17:18:07 -

THE DEEP LEDGER
ACT I: THE WOMAN IN FUR (20%) The office smelled like old paper, old whiskey, and old mistakes. Frank Callahan liked it that way. It reminded him that everything in this city had a history, and most of those histories involved someone doing something they couldn't take back. The door opened without a knock. Frank looked up from his desk. The woman standing in the doorway was dressed in black...

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2026-05-29 12:05:57 -

The quiet rain
The rain was falling on the hardware store the way rain falls on hardware stores all over the Midwest—not dramatically, not with the kind of intensity that makes you run for cover, but steadily, persistently, the kind of rain that soaks through your coat without you noticing until you are already wet. James Kellerman was behind the counter, counting inventory. Nails. Screws. Washers. The kind...

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2026-05-26 12:39:38 -

The Creature Who Learned to Breathe Underwater
In the eleventh month of his captivity, Julian Valois discovered that he had grown gills. This was not, strictly speaking, a biological fact. Julian was still a man, still possessed a man's lungs and a man's heart and a man's need for the ordinary sustenance of air and food and light. But something had changed in him—something that had been changing for months, slowly, imperceptibly, the way a...

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2026-05-25 05:40:58 -

THE WEIGHT OF NOTHING
### Act I: The Spark Ethan Cross stood in the supermarket aisle for twelve minutes before making a decision. The decision was about cereal. There were fourteen brands on the shelf, from store-brand corn flakes at three dollars a box to artisanal granola at nine dollars, and Ethan was trying to choose one. Not because he was hungry—hunger was not the issue. The issue was that each choice carried...

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2026-06-01 09:27:02 -

The Patient from Below
The asylum had been closed for twenty years before the Sleep came, but the children of Boston knew it by reputation the way children know about forbidden places: through whispers and warnings and the peculiar silence that falls over a room when someone mentions the Holloway Asylum in a voice that suggests they have been told not to speak of it at all. Theo Ashworth had never been inside. He was...

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2026-05-26 04:57:54 -

The Double Life of Thomas Vance
Thomas Vance opened the bookshop at nine in the morning and he closed it at six in the evening and he did exactly the same thing every day for three years. He straightened the books. He wiped the counter. He drank tea from a cup that said World's Best Bookseller in letters that were chipped and fading. He watched the people walk past the window and he thought about nothing. This was exactly...

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2026-05-31 21:08:00 -

The Absolute Void
The Last Ember was a sphere of light the size of a bedroom, floating in a darkness so absolute that it felt heavy. Outside the sphere, there was nothing. No stars, no vacuum, no time. Just the Void. I am the Last One. I do not know if I am a man, a machine, or a memory. I am simply the one who remains. In the center of the Ember floats the Archive—a shimmering crystal that contains the total...

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2026-05-25 10:16:48 -

THE WEIGHT OF NOTHING
### Act I: The Spark Ethan Cross stood in the supermarket aisle for twelve minutes before making a decision. The decision was about cereal. There were fourteen brands on the shelf, from store-brand corn flakes at three dollars a box to artisanal granola at nine dollars, and Ethan was trying to choose one. Not because he was hungry—hunger was not the issue. The issue was that each choice carried...

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2026-06-03 08:38:40 -

THE MIRROR IN THE BASEMENT
ACT I: THE WINDOWLESS ROOM Lord Alistair Finch-Worthingham inherited Blackwood Park on a Tuesday in November, which seemed appropriate: Tuesdays were the kind of days on which serious things happened—inheritances, deaths, the slow realization that one's life has been a performance for an audience that stopped watching years ago. The house was exactly as one might expect a country house named...

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2026-05-29 13:02:56 -

The Dreaming
I didn't dream that night. None of the adults did either—or rather, they all dreamed, but they dreamed the same dream, and that dream trapped them inside their own heads while I stood over them, helpless, watching. My name is Lily Harper. I am thirteen years old. I moved to Greenwich, Connecticut, six months ago, and I have spent every day since trying to disappear into the wallpaper of a town...

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2026-05-27 14:46:31 -

The Fog at Blackwater Isle
The fog came in on the tide, as it always did, thick and yellow as old wool. I stood at the rail of the small steamer and watched Blackwater Isle emerge from the whiteness like a hand rising from water. The fort that stood upon it was a ruin even in daylight—black stone, broken battlements, the silhouette of a man who had designed it for war now repurposed for something far worse. Madness, they...

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