What Killed the Children of the Parsons Corners? "Aug 17, 1855. I am weaker today and so scared. As I rested in my room, I looked out the window and saw my brother, Hiram, standing outside watching me with his cold, dead eyes. Perhaps it was another dream, yet it seemed so real. Every time I dream of my late brother, I seem to fail further. Could my uncles have been right? Could Hiram somehow be draining me of life? What would I find if...