Welcome to my site. All stories © Ellis Reed. Illustrations by Marisa Bruno.
“We heard a blood-curdling scream behind us. It grew in volume as we exploded through the door and into the night. It followed us through the dark trees, all the way to the river…”
“When it’s late at night and I can’t sleep—when I open my eyes to the lukewarm pressure of the dark—I remember what happened with a cold thrill of fear, and wonder if I’ll ever sleep soundly again…”
“I won’t have mirrors in my house any more. When you’ve read this story, you might not want them either…”