
Some scars never fade.
Some shadows never rest.
In 1978, the summer heat cracked open Black Hollow, and something ancient slipped free from the mine’s collapsing depths. Fifteen-year-old Alan Muncy escaped with his life—but not without a mark. For decades he has tried to bury the past under boardrooms, winter storms, a
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