Horror Stories from Horrified - Volume One (2)

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young minds can?t r esist a myster y. Don?t you r emember w hen w e w er e like that?"The pale old man looked into one of the mir r or s at the ghoul, w ho slow ly noddedback. Dr opping Lily to the gr ound in a tr embling heap, the old man, now as pale asmoonlight, floated into the r oom of glass. He r eached into one of the mir r or s andpulled out the other spectr e. The cr eak of bones and the scr ape of nails onchalkboar d accompanied the ghost as it was dr agged back into r eality. Lily cover edher ear s, gr imacing at the aw ful sound."Thank you, Gr egor y," the spectr e w hisper ed, its gr in still unmoving. "And thankyou, Miss Lily, you have been invaluable to us."The tw o ghosts dr ifted past Lily, still in a heap on the floor , and floated dow n thestair case. With each step, the ghosts r egained colour in their faces. The spectr e?sfeet cr acked and contor ted as they w er e for ced back into shape. Lily just managedto catch a glimpse of Mister Gr egor y smiling at her as he helped his colleague leavethe stor e.Lily lay ther e a w hile, too afr aid to move. After w hat seemed like an eter nity, sheslow ly cr aw led to the stair case, still tr embling.Fumbling her hands onto the bannister , Lily shuffled dow n the stair case, finallyr eaching the fr ont door.She tw isted the door knob. Nothing.She tw isted again. Yanked it. Har der and har der. She slammed her fists on thedoor , scr eaming for help, befor e sliding dow n in a heap, sobbing.Thr ough her tear s, Lily glanced at her r eflection in the w indow of the door. Shewas sur e her clothes w er e looking paler than befor e.26
About the authorWhen he isn?t at the beach on the South Coast, Stef is busy writing short stories,film reviews, stage-plays and screen-plays. He is currently working with a youththeatre improv-group and is always trying to find new ways to get involved in localart projects, from independent short films to amateur stage plays. After all, someof the greatest art is forged in the fires of micro-budgets, barebones productionand scary campfire tales.27
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this. Le?Ap is in debt to us for a
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w or ds? Will you seek some expensi
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Still, just to be on the safe side,
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He felt something snap as he fell.
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Good- N ightby T he Somnambulist So
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I tuck her into bed, in the spar e
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spilling into his br eakfast. My si
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After br eakfast, I mar ch out the
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headstone, w hile my sister holds a
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and the thing in fr ont of me sags
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Ghosts of Kersal Moorby Ellis ReedV
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I shudder ed.?I don?t think I?d lik
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it was my job to walk Din-Dins, and
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O, unless you are a vicarHell will
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that they w er e happy w ith their
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Now we hide on Kersal Moor?Via, ver
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and the r apid hammer ing r esponse
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closed his eyes against the sun, w
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The chur ch was emer ging now , and
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?Photo album.??Oh my God!? Cassy sq
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joined like cher r ies w ith a stal
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She?d dr eamt of Adam again. He had
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Quercu de Cordibus Vestrisby John C
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then, I ask you, do you w ish to be
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and family, as this stage of the pr
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blur r ed eyes, I could see that it
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"This is the house w her e the par
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fuzzy at the edges with every drink
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"Oh my god," he heard himself say o
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About the authorBased in the heart
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?Do you think you should talk to so
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I was alr eady tir ed of gr appling
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?Alex??I told him I was fine and th
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smear ed w ith r ed. A cold w eight
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He nudged my knee w ith his foot, a
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mushr oom nesting in r ibcage. Inse
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We r eached the end of The Fields a
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thr ough the r ooms, putting on lig
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The war den show ed me to a pile of
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I called for the war den to r etur
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and did not stop until I r eached t
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the cosy blanket of the cottage? op
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?Wher e is it, then?? Simon said, s
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They appr oached the lar ge, pointe
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they mind if she built the fir e up
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?It?s not r eally the done thing to
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them, although she could not see th
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skilfully befor e cocking it r eady
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stomach dr enched in the blood that
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First Footersby Jim Mount fieldI gr
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?Yous?ll be lucky if yous find anyo
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only the bellies of a few r ainclou
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w ir e shopping basket, dr essed in
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betw een those walls festooned w it
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?What do ye mean???Well, after all
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The fur ther -away half ser ved as
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and the w or ktable lay not one pie
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He leapt off the ver anda and char
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T he W ind on the Waterby D avid Pa
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And he?d aim a punch at their heads
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w er e ther e, and he could see the
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Against that, w hat could he do? Wh
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He does love prophesying a misfortu
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