The salty air hung heavy as Detective Miller walked onto the pier. The tide lapped gently against the weathered planks, their rhythm a stark contrast to the stillness of the scene before him. A young woman lay sprawled on the sand, her vibrant red dress a dot of color against the gray morning. The sun was just beginning to rise, casting long shadow

The gnarled trees of the Pine Barrens whisper secrets on the wind. They've seen centuries of tranquility, broken only by the occasional rustle in the undergrowth. Tales abound concerning creatures both fantastic, and people who disappeared without a trace. Some say the Barrens are cursed with an otherworldly presence, while others believe its isola