Anthony D. Farr

Deep into walking the Appalachian Trail, my map gains fresh markings in my own handwriting. and I have no memory of making them. The warning is simple: some things ain't meant to be filmed. Chase Hastings hears it and packs his camera anyway. Reverend Benny Aldrich's church is dying until he pries open a trapdoor beneath the floorboards and hears voices rising from below. In 1931, Finn Murphy is offered work by a circus whose ringmaster's shadow refuses to stay attached. These stories and others move from remote trails and black forests to forgotten barns and sealed rooms, where ordinary people stumble across secrets that were never meant to be found.