The House on the Hill
The house was cold. A bitter crisp cold like the first haunting of a winter’s night. The hallways were silent as she glided through the shadows. Her fingers…
Alone
She was alone. Alone as she hadn’t been for over ten years. Alone as the last time they came. They were going to come again. She knew it, down to her very…
Dreaming of Flying Once More
The sky was beautiful. Emma’s lips moved soundlessly as she gazed out at the sight before her eyes. A gentle wind caressed her cheeks softly. Her toes danced…
Haunt 1
They make a lot of noise, the ghosts here. I’d daresay I have grown to tolerate it, but t’is not true. Some nights it is the sound of laughter—a threatening…
Pornography
He was done with the pictures of luscious young women he had printed out that night. He hid it under his bed, knowing his mother would not look there. The next…
The Barn
It stood alone. Empty. Abandoned. Since the original owners had vanished, many had tried to live on the old farm. Those that survived never spoke of what they…
Ghost Story
When I wake up, she’s sitting on the edge of the bed. Same short skirt and fuck me pumps. Same black eye and trickle of blood. Same look of resigned defeat…