Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. Covens, satanic cults, poltergeists, vampires, werewolves...

Bring these supernatural threats out of the shadows.

I travel. I Explore. Sometimes I just hop in my car and go. I especially like the back roads. That's how I found myself in Placerville Idaho. I was tired from a long day of driving so I stopped for the night. Before bed, I stepped into "The Rusty Ax Bar and Grill" for a quick beer. Grabbing a bar stool, I ordered up a pint of Payette Pale Ale and checked out the latest conspiracy on my trusty Samsung Galaxy S6 using that incredible "Odd Conspiracy of the Day" App. All of a sudden came a voice over my shoulder: "You think that's odd? You don't know odd. I can tell you odd." His name was Sean O'Flannery, a grizzled old retired logger. I ordered up a couple more pints and Sean began his narrative:

It was coming up on sunset, I was checking out one last valley when I came across "The Tree".

Fairy Tree

It was huge! I had never seen it's like before. I figured it must be worth a fortune. I pulled out my ax and started chopping. The wood was incredibly hard but so was my will to bring it down. Finally, with one last mighty blow, the tree began to fall. Suddenly I was deafened by screams. They came from everywhere. The forest around me, the sky above me, and the ground below me. As the tree died, so did the screams. There was silence. Complete silence. No birds, no insects, complete silence. Then she appeared. She was beautiful, an unearthly beauty but with such a deep sadness, it sucked the light from my soul. I don't know how but I understood that the fairy and the tree's lives were intertwined. One could not live without the other. What had I done? As I knelt with my head hanging, her soft voice broke the silence. As she slowly faded, she sang her final farewell to her blessed tree.

I've been searching ever sense, for over thirty years now. I've been searching but in my heart I know I will never find "The Tree" again. I just don't want to admit to myself what I've done. I killed them, both the last of their kind.

We finished our last pints in silence. In the morning I got back on the road.


The sanatorium, long abandoned, considered a blight in the otherwise peaceful little town of Arkham. The horrors that occurred in this notorious asylum are infamous. Evil practitioners of cruel experiments tormented their captive patients until the inmates finally rose up and turned the tables on their captors. The asylum personnel's screams were heard throughout Arkham that horrible night and none survived. The few remaining patients were quietly moved to other institutions and the Asylum remains boarded up to this day.


The Arkham Sanatorium has been closed for years now but the townsfolk swear that if you stand outside the asylum gates around midnight, you will sometimes hear the insane laughter of the inmates past. Finding this hard to believe, I ventured outside the gates at midnight and, to my horror, I heard a maniacal shrieking coming from the asylum! I can not tell a lie, I ran away! The next morning I gathered up my courage, snuck into the asylum, and planted a hidden camera. The camera experienced technical problems but I was still able to grab enough footage to solve the mystery. A short audio clip was recorded directly before the video and I quote ". . . This is wonderful but what I really wanted was a 12 inch pianist."

With a little research, I found an advertisement for an amateur comedy night and kegger called "Hilarity at the Asylum" on the Facebook page of the Alpha Delta Pi sorority chapter of Miskatonic University. As Alpha Delta Pi is on double secret probation, any party is grounds for suspension so their influential parents are willing to do anything to suppress this story. Sorry sisters, the truth must be told.


Robert Stephen Beecroft, the United States Ambassador to Egypt was having a quiet night at home playing checkers with his family. Suddenly there was an unexpected visitor. This security video clip will show more than any words could explain:

Ambassador Beecroft refused to listen until the intruder explained why he was wearing a mask no matter how long the story. The Masked Zookeeper began his explanation, and I quote: "It all began in 12th century Spain...  raising Asturian Mountain Cattle... at the advent of the industrial revolution... (3 hours later)... therefore, if the second son's profession is related in any way to animal husbandry, by tradition he is required to wear a mask." Whew, that was a long story!

Big Eared Bat

The bat the Masked Zookeeper was referring to is a sacred Egyptian Tomb Bat. Revered as the divine beast companion to Anubis, the God of the Dead. Ambassador Beecroft had procured a loan of the rare animal to the San Diego Zoo. These bats are apparently protected by an ancient Egyptian curse.


"Those who desecrate the sacred bat will feel the wrath of Anubis' minions." Of course Robert denies being superstitious at all but why then are the guards now carrying shears and wooden mallets? Possibly to cut ancient wrappings and crush Scarab Beetle hearts? Good luck with those mummies Robert.


Everyone knows of Roswell New Mexico, home of the alleged UFO crash. But what you don't know is that Walker Air Force Base just outside of Roswell is now the home of The Creature from the Black Lagoon. That's right, it wasn't just a movie. The creature is based on fact. The military base appears closed and vacant from the outside but inside who knows how many nefarious government projects are perpetrated right under our noses. Professor Johnny Santos, one of the original explorers who captured the creature, is trying to integrate it into human society. One such exercise was to teach the creature how to bowl.

Creature Bowl

This seemed to have a calming effect on the creature until this one fateful night. In the final position night of the summer league, the creature's team, the Primordial Pinbusters, were in a tight contest with the second place team, Sid's Spare Crew, when their leader Sid "accidentally" dropped his beer bottle during the creature's approach in the final tenth frame. The creature ending up throwing a lite shot resulting in a 5 10 split.  Sid's Spare Crew won the third and final game by 8 pins for the league championship. Only bowling? This security footage shows that the creature was not about to let bygones be bygones:

Poor Nancy, Sid's wife, if she only would have let him in! Professor Johnny Santos was easily able to cover up the creature's involvement as well as existences due to the obvious crush Sheriff Mac has on him. You won't be able to cover it up now Johnny, I'm exposing your hideous experiment to the world.