They say write what you know, but it’s hard to understand horror unless you’ve lived it.
After a global pandemic, collecting the dead and bring them to the burning pits is a legit way to make a living. On her first day on the job, a young woman needs to learn the basics, and learn them fast.
A strange mansion. A young servant. A rich couple. And a house spirit watching everything unfold.
Margaret’s a great cleaner. She leaves places spotless. You won’t recognise the place.
What happens when a pandemic hits the failing US healthcare system? When Kiara becomes sick, she can’t afford to admit her infection and miss work or even go to the doctor to treat it. Failed by the system, she searches for any way to survive.
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