“What ya doin’, Bob?” asked the voice.
“Piss off,” replied Bob.
“Say my name, Bob,” said the voice.
“Never,” said Bob.
Angela kicked him under the table. “Who the heck are you talking too?”
“Sean,” said Bob. His eyes glazed over. “Shi…”
His head dropped into his soup. Bob was dead.
“Hey Angela,” said the voice. “What’s ma’ name?”
Ahh, this was one of my first horror stories. Before the ideas of creating books for my stories had ever formed in my head. Those with good memories may have seen a tale long ago featuring Sean’s untimely demise.
Utterly shameless plug, Say My Name found its way into my horror anthology, Capricorn.