
Why I Write
I write to make sense of people and to hand that sense back to you as a story. When I was seven, I designed an…
A supernatural thriller that begins with a disappearance — and gets stranger from there.
Enter the Archives to access the first leak—flagged, scanned, still under watch.

Eight years. No body. No leads. No closure. John Muir stopped trusting the official story the day his wife disappeared — and started looking for the unofficial one.
SUBJECT STATUS: REDACTED // DISPOSITION: awaiting REDACTED // FACILITY RESPONSE: containment protocol active
She vanished on a backroad in rural Washington. What John uncovered was buried far deeper.
Classified dispatches from the field.

I write to make sense of people and to hand that sense back to you as a story. When I was seven, I designed an…

Ever held a dollar bill and wondered why an ancient pyramid with a glowing, all-seeing eye stares back at you? That symbol has sparked theories…

When I typed the last sentence of my first draft, I felt like I was on top of the world. I had finished! But, as…

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About the Author
Former defense contractor and NASA technologist turned supernatural thriller writer.
Traded the Pacific Northwest for Los Angeles, but the old-growth forests and government black sites followed him into the fiction.
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