Category: Capricorn

“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.

Angela screamed.

“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.

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Yuffie danced along the line of graves, cup in hand. A makeshift watering can, six holes punched in the bottom.

‘The Tap Dancer’s Dilemma’ played from her Walkman.

Another line of graves. Spreading her life-giving mix.

A twirl, a pirouette, a smile on her face. Rising through the dirt. Dead assembled.

Gem was going to like her new garden.

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He woke. Headache pounding. Eyes sore. He threw up on the dusty rug. Dust was thrown up in the air. This room was old. For this amount of dirt, and by the decor, nobody had been in here for hundreds of years. It was dark, the only light coming from a chandelier above him. Candlelight only. Three candles.

A bookcase in one corner, a sideboard in another, the third corner was empty, the fourth had a chair with himself sitting in. The room got darker. Two candles left. Flickering.

He stood up. There were no footprints on the floor. How did he get here? Darker still. One candle. Flicker.

Get out. Head to the closest door. Where’s the door? Panic. Flicker. Darkness.

Trapped there by the nefarious Lucy no doubt, who’s available as an art print on my Threadless store… (Tenuous link, sorry! 🙂 )

 

“Sammy, baby.”

That’s what he always said before he came into her darkroom. She thought he knew better. Until she forgot to the lock the door before going to work.

She found him in the garage, car still running. She drove him to the loch, pushing the car off the bridge, a long walk home.

She slept well that night. Until her phone rang.

“Sammy, baby.”

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“Oh, for the love of…” she sighed.

Her husband stood at the door with his Bernie the Bear stuffed toy in his hand.

“Really?” she grumbled. “Aren’t you too old for that?”

“Yeah,” replied Bernie.

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“Hannah,” Cassie called. “Time to stop playing now, dinner is ready!”

She was legendary at hide and seek, Cassie often thought she could vanish into thin air.

“Hannah!” Cassie yelled into the master bedroom.

A giggle replied, her shoes just visible.

“Got you!” Cassie cried, grabbing her feet, pulling her bloody stumps out from under the bed.

Dinner got cold.

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“You know Jamie says we need to knock on his cupboard three times to keep the monsters in,” he said in a half question.

“Yeah,” she replied.

“Well I forgot a few days ago,” he said. “He started asking me to tap the toy trunk three times instead.”

“How odd,” she said.

“I know right,” he said. “Well, I tapped his cupboard last night by mistake.”

“And?” she asked.

“Tonight, he wants me to tap his head,” he said.

Originally published in the Little Fears presents – Book 2: Capricorn.

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“What kind of nut job signs up for this?” asked the nurse.

“The kind of nut job that asks to be awake during the procedure,” replied patient 7.

The nurse shivered as the doctor began drilling into patient 7’s skull.

“Nearly there,” said the doctor, as he slid the first four wires into the hole.

“What was that?” asked the nurse, as the computer beeped.

“That’s not meant to happen,” replied the doctor, as patient 7’s heart stopped.

A recording of a prior tale. Originally published in the Little Fears presents – Book 2: Capricorn.

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