Note: This is an all-true ghost story that I disguised as a film review because I had recently re-watched The Last Jedi and wanted to be subversive. Whatever...

That's not the title of another shitty novel by Dan Brown—it's actually the title of another shitty essay by W. Bill Czolgosz, which you are now reading. You...

I came to inside a log cabin, about 400 sq ft, single room, maybe six bunk-beds at the west end, where the miners slept, and with a tin woodstove in the cent...