The Same Road, Traversed at Different Speeds
OCTOBER 1888. Morrison's Journal. The morning paper called it a phantom. I called it a reckoning. The broadsheet lay open on my table, the ink still staining my fingers black as a sinner's soul. The headline screamed across the third page: GREEN PHANTOM CLAIMS THREE MORE LIVES ON BLACKWOOD ROAD. I did not need to read the details. I had seen the wreckage myself, three nights prior, at the...
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