"We hope this message finds you well. We are writing to address the recent and understandably distressing reports concerning an uninvited individual who has been entering residential units without consent and, in some cases, reportedly engaging in physical contact of a highly inappropriate nature-namely, biting the necks of tenants and, in several accounts, consuming their blood." So begins The Year I Worked at Dreadwood, a collection of formal tenant notices that spiral from deadpan absurdity into full-blown cosmic horror. Property management is never easy-but at Dreadwood, it's a waking fever dream. From werewolves in the laundry room to portals in the closet to emotional support Chupacabras in the lobby, one overworked property manager must keep things calm, keep the letters professional, and somehow keep a straight face. What unfolds is a deadpan chronicle of cryptids, cursed objects, interdimensional mishaps, and corporate protocol under impossible pressure. Told entirely through official building notices, this genre-defying collection blends horror, comedy, and absurd bureaucracy into something wholly uncanny-a Kafkaesque sitcom written during a full moon. Think The Office meets The Twilight Zone, told in the dry, epistolary style of The Screwtape Letters. Whether you're a tenant, a property manager, or something stranger, The Year I Worked at Dreadwood is here to remind you: Whatever's haunting your unit- Management is working on a solution. Lloyd Anderson Former Property Manager, Dreadwood Properties
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