In 2012, Clarisa and Andrés, a young couple from Valencia who had recently announced their pregnancy, decided to take a dream trip to…
March 14, 1998, dawned like any other Saturday in the small town of Hillstone, a place so quiet that the newscasts never had…
The sun was beating down on the red walls of the Grand Canyon when Hannah McConnell stopped. She’d been walking for just over…
The house on Maple Street looked like any other in the neighborhood: a frontage cut off by a garden, a porch with a…
No rescuer is truly prepared to discover things that shouldn’t exist. We can train for earthquakes, fires, landslides, and chemical disasters… but there’s…
I’ll never forget the silence felt in Batangas at dusk. It’s not the calm of a quiet town, but an uneasy pause… as…
I’m climbing. The snow crunches beneath my boots as if each step awakens the dead sleeping beneath the ice. The wind cuts like…
The night was drenched in a greenish neon haze, as if the streetlights had conspired to paint the abandoned industrial district in mystery.…
It was a warm summer afternoon in 1998 when the Miller family—David, Anne, and their three-year-old daughter Emily—decided to spend the day at…
The story of Emily became an open wound that never fully healed in her neighborhood. What looked like an ordinary summer afternoon would…