Alice

“It was a day at the theater – what could go wrong?”
― Troy Taylor, One Afternoon at the Iroquois

“A loud metallic bang from behind broke his deep focus. He spun around to look behind, nearly losing his grip on the orca. His boat was bobbing in the water as if it was hit by something underneath. Stafford was puzzled, curious as to what bumped into it. A large splash several meters off the bow drew his attention. He only caught a glimpse with the corner of his eye, but it appeared to be some sort of fin. Whatever it was, it had gone under the surface. He quickly slipped his goggles back over his eyes and ducked under the water.”
― Michael R. Cole, Thresher

“If anyone here is alive,” he called out again, “groan or make some sound and we’ll take you out.” He looked around the auditorium, taking in the burned seats, the blackened walls, the twisted piles of debris on the stage, and the smoldering bodies of the dead. But the devastated Iroquois Theater was silent.”
― Troy Taylor, One Afternoon at the Iroquois

“Can you sum it up in a few words?” Paul took a breath, bracing himself for his friend’s reaction. “My apartment building might be haunted.” Mike looked at Paul for a moment, then nodded. “Okay, now can you sum it up for me in a lot more words?”
― David Longhorn, Rookwood Asylum