Border, KS

Isn't Kansas a little northern for Southern Gothic? (Updates Tuesday and Thursday)

O, Death: Part XV

Saturday, 3:15 AM Siobhan leaned over to look at the page that her sister put in front of her. The handwriting was difficult to decipher, since it had been written by a fevered pre-pubescent, but it described the events leading up to Matthew and Natalie’s disappearance. How the fever and hallucinations had spread through the […]

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O, Death: Part XIV

“It’s not,” Ryan answered simply. He leaned in to the door, putting his ear against the dark wood and listening in the quiet of the hallway. He moved his head away from the door a moment later, and shrugged slightly. “So…that either means that you’re hearing something we aren’t, or you’ve completely lost your mind.” […]

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O, Death: Part XIII

“Tell me you can tell me something about the goddamn doors?” Walter asked, looking over to Ryan specifically. In return Ryan scowled, and sighed. “They’ve been in the city as long as I can remember, so since I was a kid,” Ryan explained. “I know they’re connected to…” he trailed off, sparing a glance to […]

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O, Death: Part XII

“She’s fine, Siobhan,for the moment; but that continues to not quite be our biggest problem,” Walter explained with a sigh and a shake of his head as they walked in to the Pediatrics area of the Hospital. “Raina is going to be fine so long as her fever breaks soon, but we…found something in the […]

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O, Death: Part XI

Siobhan had been called many things in her young life, but slow had never been one of them. She moved less gracefully in a run than Antigone, but no less slowly—and with her shoulders more tight and muscles more coiled, like a compressed spring ready to leap out at danger. And that was another thing […]

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O, Death: Part X

“You should have told her you were from a vague yet menacing government agency,” Siobhan said with a sigh as they walked down the hallway. “It would have been so much cooler. Also, not un-true…Border PD is pretty weird sometimes.” She added this last bit almost as an afterthought, scuffing her canvas shoes on the […]

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O, Death: Part IX

It turned out that the both of them were at lunch together, and once Siobhan explained that the situation was perhaps a little time sensitive, they hurried in. One was, as Antigone had mentioned, Walter’s father, who nodded to Paul and Paolo before his attention turned to the two children in beds. The other one […]

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O, Death: Part VIII

“Shit!” Siobhan cursed as she and a brown-haired girl tumbled to the floor. Antigone didn’t even have time for an invective as she joined them, the brown-haired boy on top of her. Siobhan kept going with the momentum and managed to end up back on her feet in a crouch, while Antigone ended up laying […]

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O, Death: Part VII

Needless to say, Walter hadn’t been thrilled about them going back to the internship. With Morgan out of contact they had been forced to make the decision together, which had resulted in a very long discussion which only at times rose to the level of an argument. The arguments largely involved two positions. Walter’s position […]

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O, Death: Part VI

They ended up at a small restaurant and brewpub nearby called ‘Bottles’, Siobhan settling down in to the seat next to her father after she returned from using the restroom. Walter was still dressed from his day at the office, his gun bulging out slightly from under the jacket he wore and snow still clinging […]

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