Incarnata:

A Collection of Monstrous Horror Stories

Brandon Faircloth

Published by Brandon Faircloth.

Cover Art by Damir Omic

Copyright for book and cover art: 2019 Brandon Faircloth

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Other Works by Brandon Faircloth:

Mystery

Darkness

On the Hill and Other Tales of Horror

Whimsical Leprosy

The Outsiders: Book One

You saw something you shouldn’t have

One Bite at a Time

My Uncle Makes Dolls to Replace Souls in Hell

The Outsiders: Book Two (Coming Soon)

This book is dedicated to Jubal--the littlest gentleman and one of my best friends.

Table of Contents

Someone decorated my house for Christmas

I found a dead bird in the mailbox

The Monster of Memory

The Extra House

“If you were to eat me, what part would you start with?”

No one believes that I have a twin.

I heard seven words and now I’m in Hell

They took my eyes

My childhood monster has been trapped in a basement for twenty years.

Marrowtooth

Victorian Steampunk Cosplayer Cannibals Just Killed My Wife

Knife Control

The Bowl of Pripyat

The Bowl of Pripyat: Blood on the Mirror

The Bowl of Pripyat:  If you run with wolves, you learn to howl.

What my bodycam saw at Whispering Oaks

The Halloween Room

Someone decorated my house for Christmas

Part One

Last month I moved into my new house—not that the house was new, mind you, but it was new to me. My husband died two years ago, and after struggling both emotionally and financially for months, I had gotten a good job at a local software company only an hour’s drive from my hometown. For a time, things started to look up moneywise, but it was still hard to go home everyday to a house filled with memories of my time with Mark. I had started saving up to get a new house next year, but this past September my boss gave me the news that I was being promoted…and transferred.