Inside a rotting Victorian house, a trapdoor in the floor reveals a dark staircase lined with pulsing roots. A figure resembling a man stands below, his eyes hollow and arms transforming into bark-covered branches. An eerie yellow glow illuminates the supernatural basement.

ROOTBOUND What the Roots Remember

Chapter Two: Lark didn’t scream. She wanted to. Every inch of her body was urging her to open her mouth and let loose something primal and piercing. But something about…