Wellington Street 3


Her first day brings her nothing but joy, as Niomi finds herself hired by the mysterious Wellington Street Historical Society.

As she works and seeks out answers, she discovers that there are terrible truths, about herself and what she really is, that hides a dark reality.

Truths perhaps better left buried.
Things that will call for the end of the world.

Museum “Sounds in the Night”
H.D. Jaster H.D. Jaster

Museum “Sounds in the Night”

“…Because I have heard sounds in the night, terrible, awful things, mingling in with the tones of the dogs barking and cars speeding past. I try to focus on those sounds instead, but that can only last so long, especially as the sounds have gotten closer and closer.”

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Museum “Burning in My Nose”
H.D. Jaster H.D. Jaster

Museum “Burning in My Nose”

“It has been months since I saw it, months since that dream. But though I close my eyes, I see the image of it, pressed against my eyelids.”

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Museum “My Own Private Place”
H.D. Jaster H.D. Jaster

Museum “My Own Private Place”

““I took the drug an hour ago, and I have been waiting for its effects to be felt. I was told that this medicine comes from a place that never existed, that the supply of it is priceless, and the experience one of a kind…”

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Beach “Return to the Beach”
H.D. Jaster H.D. Jaster

Beach “Return to the Beach”

“It was waiting there, further down the beach, partially submerged in water, though the bulk of its form was obvious even when framed against the pounding of the surf.”

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