I declare Marshal Law
I don't believe this city has a shovel. I think, to find the good below the dirt, you have to cup your hands and dig.
Guests of a Passover Seder turn murderous when the first of the ten plagues, "Dam," is discussed during the ritual dinner.
An old house. A single man. His ex-wife. And a secret.
What if your dreams where more real than you thought?