the anchor inn
unclaimed
the anchor inn is a charming and updated bed and breakfast.

blink and you missed it
claimed
this shop sells items that no longer exist or aren't supposed to. used concert wristbands from bands that never played in hell, funeral programs for people who didn't die, ration coupons stamped "pending." the shop only opens for 2 hours at a time and those hours vary. if the neon sign outside is blinking... don't go in yet.

bloom alice
unclaimed
a membership only yoga studio with rooftop classes and meditation sessions surrounded by gardens.

booquets
stanford family
the flower shop booquets has been open since the early 1980s. previously just named stanfords, the name was changed in 2018 when the business was taken over by their daughter. there is an expansive rooftop garden, where a lot of their flowers come from... even in seasons they shouldn't still be growing.

canyon academy
town owned
FULL BLURB ASAP, but this is a k-12 school for the children living in shady canyon.

clay & kettle
unclaimed
clay & kettle is an artisan tea bar specializing in rare single origin matchas and creative herbal blends.

the canyon's art center
unclaimed
a local gallery and event space for student and local art shows.

dead reckoning
unclaimed
specializes in out of print atlases, imaginary subway maps, and "where you lost your keys" charts. known for making extremely accurate personalized maps of dreams. one customer received a map of a house they'd never lived in and shortly after, inherited it.

the dollar hub
unclaimed
a dollar store that specializes in affordable, thoughtfully curated everyday essentials from reusable kitchenware and zero waste supplies to quirky stationery and art supplies for local creators.

dread paintball field
unclaimed
located on the outskirts, the dread paintball field is an outdoor paintball course built around abandoned barns and pine groves. paintball masks sometimes fog with shapes that don't match the landscape. some claim phantom hits sting harder than real pellets. the owners insist it's just adrenaline.

dudley apiaries
dudley family
dudley apiaries offers full-spectrum beekeeping services, including management of thriving hives, production of pure small-batch honey from regional wild blooms and professional swarm and infestation extraction, safely relocation bees from local homes and businesses without harm to you or the bees. dudley apiraies is committed to ethical, sustainable practices that keep the bees healthy and community thriving as well as fostering collaborative ventures with local small businesses.

glasspine optometry
glasspine family
optometrists and ophthalmologists bring a broad range of expertise to this eye care clinic. but like a lot of places in town, there is mystical lore about the glasspine family's business. locals say new lenses sometimes reveal things the naked eye can't like shadows lingering in corners, names glowing faintly on gravestones, or faces in mirrors that aren't their owners. patients often return, swearing their prescription has "changed overnight."

glenwood apothecary
glenwood family
a small store focusing on the natural and holistic side of medicine, specializing in herbal remedies that your regular drug store can't provide. open since 1948, a glenwood woman has always been behind the counter.

hell's shelter
claimed
a local no-kill animal shelter intent on getting a pet in need in everyone's hands.

hindsight ltd.
unclaimed
a memory transcription business that advertises "emotional clean-up" and "clarity-through-scripting" services. locals book appointments to talk through memories that don't feel right, and leave with annotated transcripts, alternate outcomes, and redacted versions for keepsakes. the waiting room smells like graphite and lavender. you're allowed to ask for an ending you prefer, but only once.

lemon and lime
unclaimed
this small jewelry store handcrafts their nautical bracelets, belts, rings and necklaces with marine grade materials to withstand adventures at sea.

lumen's
unclaimed
a popular store with handcrafted botanical skincare and wellness products made with sustainable and local ingredients.

many moons
unclaimed
a boutique filled with clothing created by local designers, including the owner.

mineral bath station
unclaimed
an indoor bathhouse fed by underground springs, said to soothe joints and heal skin. the water, however, occasionally runs black as ink for seconds at a time. soakers have reported hearing whale song beneath the surface or feeling hands brush their ankles. once a year, a single pool overflows in silence at exactly 3:33am.

needle and groove records
unclaimed
a cramped record shop owned by a reclusive collector. the vinyl selection contains every genre including spoken word, and albums no one has heard of, sometimes labeled with years that haven't come yet. listening booths let customers sample records, but listeners claim the songs sometimes shift halfway through, singing about them. the owner never comments, only writes down the titles customers listen to in a thick ledger.

nomad's nosh
unclaimed
a casual eatery offering international street food inspired by middle eastern, southeast asian, and latin american cuisines.

the playground
unclaimed
An old arcade with a mixture of run down and brand new arcade machines - including boardwalk favorites like skeeball, claw games, and an ancient carousel no one remembers being installed. regulars swear that if you win too many games in a row, the machines start calling you by name.

purgatory putt putt
byler family
purgatory putt putt information can be found on the lore page.

the red ledger
unclaimed
a small shop stationary, books, and supplies with old-school charm.

red room dance studio
unclaimed
red velvet curtains line mirrored walls that seem to ripple when music stops. students swear the room contains unaccounted for whispers, especially when everyone falls silent.

scooters
unclaimed
an eatery that offers healthy fast food bowl options. proteins and veggies are common bowl offerings as well as acai bowls.

second turn consignment
unclaimed
at this locally run thrift store, racks are arranged by color like tidy rainbows, a bell that rings for good finds and has window dioramas that change with the moon. coats occasionally hide love notes in pockets and somehow they fit the buyer's life too well to be random. the shop cat naps on the most expensive chair and once, on the mayor. the fitting room mirror is kinder after 5 p.m.

sterling and sons workshop
sterling family
the sterlings are prominent silversmiths whose craftsmanship is unmatched and has been since the 1940s. their silverware never tarnishes and some believe the pieces retain memories of their possessors. there are tales of items that glow under moonlight, or softly hum when tragedy strikes nearby. their workshop, "sterling & sons," is always immaculate and they're known to be an organized and particular family in town even when they work outside of the family business. each heirloom is cataloged with tales of its prior owners, and rumored enchantments. outsiders come seeking keepsakes... but seldom leave with just a trinket.

stone pottery
unclaimed
a community driven ceramics studio where locals take classes or rent time at kilns. many pieces incorporate driftwood, sand, or small stones collected from the cove. some of the older kilns are rumored to occasionally fire on their own, producing oddly perfect shapes.

the stop & shop
unclaimed
a locally owned market that provides grocery essentials in the heart of shady canyon.

tolchuck museum for imaginary friends
tolchuck family
located in the family basement, this is the unofficial museum of childhood imagination gone wrong. you'll find many variations of plush creatures, odd clay figurines, and unsettling dolls said to be former imaginary friends. the family say it's a retirement home for abandoned companions and have endless stories to share about their residents

the wardens' hall
case family
the wardens hall is a spirit management and containment business. it's where spirit wardens conduct their work: tracking hauntings, documenting unexplained phenomena, and enforcing the ancient spiritual accords that keep hell's restless dead from overrunning the living. most wardens live on call, rotating shifts between investigations, artifact containment, and something only ever listed on records as "veil maintenance." locals recognize them by their brass lapel pins and the faint light that follows them down the street. they don't talk much, especially about what's kept in the sub-basement, where the lights flicker red instead of white.

the yell jar
unclaimed
a scream therapy business located in a converted shipping container where locals pay to scream into beautifully labeled glass jars. each scream is corked, dated, and shelved. clients can opt to "release" one at sunset by hurling it against the back wall. quiet options are available! write it down, burn it in the fireplace, and whisper something unrepeatable.

zabel scraps
zabel family
the zabel scrapyard has been in the family since the 1940s. founded by earl "iron" zabel, a mechanic turned collector of wrecked cars, the yard quickly became a landmark in town. it is part business, part graveyard of machines. locals rely on it for parts and repairs, but tourists sometimes wander in looking for rusty americana photo ops, snapping shots of the piled up cars, twisted boats, and mangled tractors. the zabels, who are notoriously private, tolerate it only when money changes hands. as for spooky lore, stories circulate of cars in the yard suddenly turning over at night, headlights flickering, even when the batteries are long gone. more than one neighbor swears they've heard the scrapyard humming like a hive after midnight. the most famous relic is a 1955 ford pickup, bright red under layers of rust. supposedly it has idled for three days straight without fuel, lights glowing steady in the dark. the zabels refuse to sell it, claiming "it is family." there is also a bizarre landmark inside the yard. earl zabel once stacked car doors, bumpers, and fenders into a twenty foot tower. the structure shouldn't be stable, but it hasn't fallen in over sixty years. many local youths have broken bones sneaking onto the land to climb it.