There is a presence in Theresa's room, watching her ...

The narrator describes what he remembers of his beautiful, intelligent wife, Ligeia.

While summering in the country, a New Yorker comes across an apparently abandoned farm house.

Joe had a bad feeling he’d need his gun before the night was over.

Most people would see that shoe and assume a drunken partygoer had forgotten it somehow, or that perhaps even a car had driven past and it had possibly fallen from the window unknowingly. But Jenny knew better.

“Did you guys know that this is the house where Richard Sabnis died?” said Tom Beardmore.

In his head, this all made sense. The next-door neighbour’s garden was the goal – just a simple chip to cover four yards and a metre fence in the middle. Easy.

Thomas stepped into the bar room. His clothes soaking, his hair flattened to his head. “There’s something out there,” he said.
William turned with poker in hand, his brow furrowed. “What’s out there?”
“I don’t know,” said Thomas.