Kirsten WeissJan 3, 20193 minSight - S1 : E12Rasputin. I raced downstairs, grabbing the baseball bat in the umbrella stand by the door. My aunt had woven protective wards around the...
Kirsten WeissJan 2, 20193 minSight - S1 : E11My phone rang, jangling me, and I half-fell from the futon. I scrambled across the attic’s rough floorboards to the phone. “Hello?” “It’s...
Kirsten WeissJan 1, 20193 minSight - S1 : E10Frantic, I called Connor. “We’re sorry,” a mechanical voice droned, “you have reached a number that has been disconnected or is no longer...
Kirsten WeissDec 31, 20183 minSight - S1 : E9“Do you have information on the murder?” The sheriff’s voice was flat. I leaned against my tile counter and stared at the lights dangling...