The Flyer

WXXT

in association with

Annelid Industries International

Presents

The Gathering in the Wood

The Slinkiest Nymphettes
Grotesqueries and Obscenities
Pizza and Pie

Featuring Original Music by the Notorious
EZEKIEL SHINEFACE QUARTET
and
DJ FESTERLY BOYLE

Follow the Lights

The WalkAt dusk I passed between the disused stone ( Read more... )

I was on a stool at the counter of the Look Diner, moving my scrambled eggs around the plate in the coagulating pool of ketchup and staring at my gray coffee, when the man walked in carrying his brain in his cupped hands ( Read more... )

The most ghastly sound a man can hear is the sound of a voice in an empty house. That is what Todd Wessen heard on an early summer morning in his remote cottage on the edge of a tall wood in New Salem, Massachusetts. He woke before he knew what woke him, woke with a start and a chill that ran from his throat to his bowel and back again ( Read more... )

DAILY HAMPSHIRE GAZETTE - Four men with ties to an occult group linked to human trafficking and ritual murder were apprehended by State Police yesterday in the Hockanum Meadows and charged with cruelty to animals and environmental crimes. The man were in possession of packets of dried herbs and powders that have been sent for testing, and of "The ( Read more... )

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I don't know if the house in the meadows exists. I'm almost certain I've seen it outside of my dreams, but not sure enough to swear to it, never mind to actually wager. I could tell you that one summer evening, at twilight, I was walking on a dirt road lined on one side by a dense wooded area, on the other by an expansive field dotted with ( Read more... )

I found myself in a smallish room illuminated only by small bulbs in display cases and in glass-fronted shelves that lined the walls to my left and my right. Opposite the door I had entered was another door with a stained glass window that afforded a little more light, though muted ( Read more... )

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Q: What happened Tuesday night?

A: There was a frantic knocking at our door, late. My husband bolted up out of his chair and I told him, don't answer it. Call the police. He's so trusting. He was so trusting.

Subject cups face in hands

Q: What happened next?

A: John opened the door. At first I thought it was...it looked like the ( Read more... )

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