The PhantomEye Master List

This is the list of all of PhantomEye's publications, sorted by series and linked for convenience. This page will be updated whenever we have a new release, so check back regularly!

(All stories are by Atom Mudman Bezecny unless marked otherwise. Stories are edited by Katherine Avalon and occasional divers hands, with special thanks to Julian Jacobsen. All PhantomEye content is 100% human-made. All content save for Open Source Showcase copyright © 2025-2026 their respective creators, all rights reserved.)

Persephone

• "Persephone Mini-Comic" 
• "Pluto Mini-Comic"
• "Billy's Birthday!" 
• "Tale of a Silk Hat"
• "Adonis Mini-Comic"
• "Cassiopeia Triple Drabble"
• "Based on a True Story"
• "Liar, Liar"
• "'Based on a True Story' Revisited"

NOCTURNE 

• "Captain Kirk Double Haiku / Drabble Combo" 
• "The Wayne Murder Case Retake"
• "Mort" 
• "La Paix"
• "Secrets of Koth"
• "O.O."
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• Project Pleroma (forthcoming) 

The Junpi

• "The Hour of Mormo" (feat. Persephone and NOCTURNE)

Books

• Night of the Living Dead: Beast Wars
• Patrona
• Awful Agonies: Stories Inspired by How Awful About Allan (feat. NOCTURNE)

Short Stories

• "Storm of the Myloki"
• "The Mountain People" 
• "Leighton's Mission" 
• "The Cambric Rider" 

 Open Source Showcase

• #1 - Captain Root Beer 

The Wayne Murder Case Retake

The film The Wayne Murder Case, aka A Strange Adventure, was released in 1932 by Monogram Pictures, and resides in the public domain. It was remade in color in 1941 by an amateur film club, the Triangle Cinema League of Chicago, but that version is currently lost. My story was inspired by a second remake made in 1979, during the minor boom in retro-styled mystery films that broke out in the wake of the release of Murder on the Orient Express in 1974. The 1979 version of The Wayne Murder Case is, like the 1941 iteration, also lost.

March 1934. New York.

Darkness reigned over the Wayne Mansion, home of old Silas Wayne. The Mansion was lonely amid the sea of pines that swallowed it up, with only a hangnail moon to light the forest. It wasn’t as lonely as it always was, however. There were visitors who’d come to see Silas Wayne tonight—those who would benefit from his impending death. Cancer ate away at Silas Wayne day by day, hour by hour, and everyone who shared his blood knew that when his time came all his money had to go somewhere…