“Spooks. I maintain the word. Ghosts, if you like that better, or specters. We turn out the best quality of spook——”
The tale of a dark horror that settled down like a fog on Hollywood, the world's film capital
I do not believe in supernatural phenomena myself, and yet—the door at Ladlow is as much beyond my comprehension as the ebbing and flowing of the sea
Morgan said he watched them and could not utter a word; it was as if a hand held his mouth tight.
“Pass the day there, if you like,” said he, “but never stay the night.”
A strange and unusual novelette of an invisible maze on the Planet Venus, and of two men from our own planet who were trapped therein.
"Queer," he reflected, "awfully queer, that trees should bring me such a sense of dim, vast living!"
A Myth of the Dakota Nation
She recoiled in horror, the envelope falling from her hands. There, in a hand identical to that which had written the loathsome letter from earlier, was written her own name.
"Find and destroy the Dream-Master," he said, "and you shall sit upon a chair of gold, if that is your wish, and eat from a table of gold as well."
Curious tale of the Flying Dutchman, in which time reverses itself
Giant butterflies on Carling’s Marsh brought terror to the lone man who explored it
