Read the first five short stories in the Nevermore Files. These older tales offer chills, thrills, and some weird decision-making. While not all stories are canon anymore, each one is a pillar of what the Megaverse and Earth-Prime, the location where all of these stories take place, would later become.  We explored an abandoned house down the street. I am the only one who came back: Follow a group of friends as they explore an abandoned house in a small town.  I can hear breathing when I sleep: A man has a strange visitor in his bed at night.  I went to a carnival yesterday and found God. Do not go to the Mayfield Carnival: A man agrees to be buried alive for money. Little does he know that he will be getting more than he bargained for.  Today, I saw something seeping into our World: John’s family buys a clock from a business that is going under. It is the worst decision that his father ever made.  The Eyes Outside: A man has an unwanted meeting with a gargoyle.  I Saw Something in my kitchen last night. Now I need Answers: A man finds a creature raiding his fridge late at night.  I am Richard C. Hathorn, the last surviving worker involved in Project Merge. I need to tell my story before it’s too late: Richard Hathorn tries to speak about a project he worked on in his youth. 

Legends say a dead god is buried under the stone city of Ishcairn, protecting its inhabitants by dashing enemy fleets into the jagged coast of Craeburn. Adjunct professor Corrie Ecksley doesn’t believe any of that, but she knows from her work excavating nearby burial sites that the ancient Craeburn people believed it enough to name the city after their dead god, Ish. When the ripples of a great war finally reach Craeburn’s shores, a terrifying new weapon is unleashed on the city that not even Ish can deter. A bomb that tears souls from bodies, driving anyone who witnessed the blast insane. But it is not the living that Corrie fears. Displaced spirits are hungry for a body, and care not if it already plays host to a soul. No bullets can stop them, no walls are thick enough to keep them out. No help is coming. No one left but Corrie to stop the carnage, if she even can.