“Unhappiness slowly creeps up on you, like a shape-shifting monster waiting in the darkness of your hallway, his bulging eyes watching your every move. The breath on his slimy tongue makes the hairs on your neck stand up.” — Kate Rockland Copy Share Image
“There's no light bulb lit. I half wonder if there's any power to light one. "Aunt Alice?" A round goblin comes out of the darkness of the hallway.” — Travis Thrasher Copy Share Image
