You wouldn’t be so eager to sleep if you’d seen the damned thing.

He had argued to no end, then been dragged into the boat by a hand so firm it left four brown bars across his forearm.

While shuffling along the tracks, Gord mentally repeated his arguments against regretting this decision.

William came awake, the second morning after the trauma, to a silent house.

Myriam watched the bobbing light break up among the branches, then disappear, as Gord and Cal crept along the rails that led to the car.

As they spoke the Colonel would occasionally raise his hand, then a building would suddenly be ablaze.

Silence, deep and unyielding, descended. No bullfrogs sounded and no night birds called - even the chirp and buzz of the insects had fallen into a hushed lull.

William had clawed his way through the brush and darkness until he could move no more, then he’d discovered that weeping silently was an exhausting business.

While Gord would have claimed it was “an echo of the past carried by the tail of our nation’s avatar,” or some crap, Hari simply hoped he wasn’t about to require a number of rabies shots.

If he’d awoken in the middle of the night and stumbled across the scene it might have seemed peaceful, but there was something unnerving at the lack of lit windows beyond the railroad tracks. The glass panes now seemed to stare him down, sockets without eyes.

The rum was doing an excellent job of warming her against the chill of the lake breeze. Somewhere in the darkness, down where the lapping water worked at an embankment overrun with grasses, a bullfrog began to croon a long and low note.

“Do you think Dad will be okay?” Ester had asked, and Monica and Haaken were quick to assure her he’d be fine, then they’d offered up a blackboard game of Tic-Tac-Toe to keep her mind from the blood they’d all witnessed on the sand.

This is how I heard the story, and I’ve got good reason to believe it – which I’ll get to. It starts with five kids running across town – this town, Jackfish – or, at least, the town that once stood here.

You can run through Jackfish in under ten minutes if you can keep your legs pumping, and your heart from exploding in the humid August heat.

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Tonight, a future-facing tale of stardom and obsession.

Tonight, Bunny, the Coffin,finds herself a horse being led to water.

Tonight, Bunny, the Coffin, finds herself slowly surrounded by a party of mystical vagabonds.

Tonight, Bunny, the Coffin, finds herself in the same old haunts as the world outside her bar’s window rapidly changes.

Tonight, Mulligan Smith, private investigator, and Milo “Head” Smith, member of the Irregular Division and reformed thief, find themselves burning different ends of the same candle.

Tonight, the tale of Doctor Sofronio Momus, a man who knows not what the day after tomorrow might bring, but who, through science, intends to find out.

Tonight our spacefarer and his clawed companion find themselves at the end of an unexpected journey.

Tonight, someone’s uttering threats, and Mulligan swears it isn’t him.

Tonight, we briefly diverge from our current ongoing investigation to tell you a well-worn urban legend from the streets of Capital City.

Tonight, Mulligan Smith, private investigator, chases a missing notebook into a suburban wasteland.

Tonight, Mulligan Smith, private investigator, finds himself looking into a novel mystery centered around a missing notebook.

Tonight, an insight into the modern life of monsters.

Tonight, a brief tale from a distant war.

Tonight, your girl, Harper Tierny, learns many secrets - but be forewarned: Please keep both earbuds in until the ride has come to a complete stop.

Tonight, your girl, Harper Tierney, gets a sharp lesson in the realities of life in The Irregular Division.

Tonight, we meet some new friends, encounter some old friends, and find ourselves dug in, at last, with the full complement of The Irregular Division.

Tonight, a brand new story about the same old story.

Tonight, a conversation with a space goat.

Tonight, we take a brief journey into one possible future.

Tonight, we hear another story, this time from the lips of the too-grateful dead.

Tonight, Mulligan Smith, private investigator, seeks a dead man in a haunted world.

Tonight, we begin a tale of things stolen, and things better left buried.

Tonight, a brief tale of another life, though one perhaps not entirely unfamiliar.

Tonight, we visit briefly with an old friend along a northern lakeside.

Tonight, we return to the Hundred Kingdoms, the realm of Sofia Esperon, as the Queen must deal with a number of climbers.

Tonight, we return to a simpler time, when private investigator Mulligan Smith’s greatest concern was the possibility of a serial killer.

Merry Kar’Mas from all of us at Skinner Co. Here’s a gift just for you.

Not for small children though. Just for you.

Tonight, Mulligan Smith discovers the truth about the death of a hero of two plagues.

Tonight, Mulligan Smith, private investigator, meets an unlikely source of information regarding his missing client.

Tonight, Mulligan Smith takes on a new client.

Tonight, we hear the last of it from Harm Carter.

Tonight, Harm Carter finds himself not quite alone in a museum of his own making.

Tonight, Harm Carter discovers you can never go home again - especially when that home is surrounded by homicidal maniacs.

Tonight, Harm Carter completes a sudden descent from a rooftop.

Tonight, Harm Carter makes a mistake.

Tonight, Harm Carter and his companion, Hamlet the Great Dane, must suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune - though mostly the arrows - in their hunt for familiar turf.

Tonight, Harm Carter searches for a moment of peace among the traps of the homicidally insane and the rationally terrified.

Tonight, Harm Carter finds an unlikely guide through the deadly traps of the homicidally insane.

Tonight, Harm Carter must navigate a world brimming with paranoid killers while contending with an empty stomach.

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Tonight, Harm Carter finds Minnie.

Tonight, Harm Carter finds himself on the wrong end of a maniac’s shopping list.

Tonight, Harm Carter, still in search of his daughter among the murderously infected, considers his own lingering debts.

Where once we were promised a jetpack future, know now the grim truth of your pop culture demands.

Tonight, Harm Carter and his new friend are dealt a bum hand, and must either gamble it all or cut and run.

Tonight, Harm Carter and his new friend, Hamlet the Great Dane, come to a fork in the road as they journey across the paranoia-infected countryside.

Tonight, Harm Carter and his new traveling companion, Hamlet the Great Dane, face the perils of the paranoia-inducing plague that is Hitchcock’s while learning the true price of movement in such murder-hungry lands.

Tonight, Harm Carter makes a new acquaintance among the homicidal maniacs of the plague-infected countryside - but will they prove themselves to be friend or foe?

Tonight, Harm Carter, while in search of his homicidal daughter, Rebecca, must reconsider his approach to moving through the deadly traps that litter the plague-infected countryside.

Tonight, Harm Carter returns to a countryside inhabited by homicidal maniacs.

Tonight, we present a quick history of occupation.

Tonight, Harm Carter reflects on the forces that drove him back into the depths of the Murder Plague.

Tonight, Jennifer corrects a long-standing error.

Tonight, Ruby comes to the end of her road.

Tonight, our heroine careens through the ranks of the dead in an attempt to escape their hungry jaws - but will she join them instead?

Tonight, Ruby encounters a new familiar face, and the key to her escape from the shuffling dead

Tonight, Ruby inches ever closer to home - but at what risk?

Tonight, in a world where the only certainty is the gnashing of undead teeth, Ruby discovers something truly unexpected.

Tonight, our zombie-slaying heroine begins her long walk out of the apocalypse.

Tonight, Ruby must face up to vermin of a different sort.

Tonight, while dodging the stumbling dead, Ruby hears of cowboys, hidden treasures, and the relative madness of The Rat Trapper.

Tonight our corpse-dodging heroine summons an old acquaintance and new problems.

Tonight, we come to the end of a road.

Tonight, our zombie-slaying heroine wishes she could include a few of the living in the sweep of her blade.

Tonight, as our zombie-impaling heroine makes her way home, new friends encounter old problems.

Tonight, we cross and re-cross the Canadian wilderness, as if an echo of another time.

Tonight, Ruby encounters an unexpected friend among the shambling dead.

Tonight, Ruby moves among the throngs of the stumbling undead in search of antibiotics and an exit.

Tonight, Ruby considers her options for departing the zombie apocalypse.

Tonight, Ruby finds herself considering the nature of freedom while among the shuffling undead.

Tonight, a tale of horror unchanged by age.

Tonight, in a Halloween-ish turn, an ominous but well-planned scene unfolds before us.

Tonight, let us tell you a story about someone telling a story about someone telling a story.

Tonight we find ourselves in the basement of an unlikely department, discussing an unlikely fellow and his unlikely fate.

Tonight, we discover some hard truths.

Tonight our zombie-slaying heroine recounts the tale of three sisters; one a sheriff, one a mayor, and one a murderer.

Tonight, Ruby, our zombie-slaying heroine, records a tale from the days when the dead had just begun to rise.

Tonight, Chima’s watch ends.

Tonight: Everything gets worse.

Tonight, Ruby considers the end of her time amongst the stumbling undead.

Tonight, Ruby, our zombie-prodding heroine, makes herself at home among the rotting strangers.

Tonight, Ruby solves a murder among the shuffling dead.

Tonight, Ruby makes friends, dodges the undead, and uncovers an essential clue in the murder of Kilroy the Styx cover singer.

Tonight, Ruby finds herself chasing the truth behind one particular corpse.

Tonight, Ruby begins her investigation among the shambling corpses of the dead.