Day #7, Seance – by Elizabeth Averay Holding up the beating heart of the security guard for all the gathered satanists to see, their leader speaks in a slow, clear voice: ‘Lord Satan, our Master and Chief, hear our plea. We give you this unwilling soul as an offering of our devotion. Use this vesselContinue reading “25 Days of Terror”
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25 Days of Terror
Day #7, Seance – by Amber Averay The hour was late, the cabin quiet, and Jen and her best friend, Eli, were relaxing in front of the crackling fire. ‘God, this feels so nice!’ she groaned, stretching out on the shaggy rug and almost purring from the delicious warmth. ‘We really shouldn’t wait so longContinue reading “25 Days of Terror”
25 Days of Terror
Day 6 Midnight For the fifth night in a row, he thought he heard something creeping up the back stairs, but every time he got up to look, there was nothing there. He was annoyed by it all, but everyone told him, old houses made weird noises, and he was just letting it get intoContinue reading “25 Days of Terror”
25 Days of Terror
Day #6, Midnight – by Elizabeth Averay A bell tolls in the distance. It must be midnight, the Witching Hour. Time for ghosts and ghouls to roam. A time when nightmares are at their scariest. For me, it’s the start of my work day/night. What do I do, you ask? I’m security for the localContinue reading “25 Days of Terror”
25 Days of Terror
Day #6, Midnight – by Amber Averay She crept out the window, moving as slowly and quietly as she possibly could. Lira had been on her best behaviour for the last few months, avoiding notice and sidestepping the trouble her siblings found themselves in; a sly ploy to put her parents at ease. Prove toContinue reading “25 Days of Terror”
25 Days of Terror
Day 5 Sleepover I dream as though I’m wide awake,but it is the world I do not see. You see, I live in a world of fantasy,and that is where I’m meant to be. Please don’t disturb my reverie,but you’re welcome to join me. I love this world of duality,for it reminds me of whoContinue reading “25 Days of Terror”
25 Days of Terror
Day #5, Sleep Over – by Elizabeth Averay BANG. ‘Dad, what was that?’ ‘Easy, Jane. I think we blew a tyre.’ Pulling over to check, Dan finds two tyres have blown out. ‘Crap.’ Looking up at the sky, he grimaces at the thick black/grey clouds mounting up. Leaning out the back window, Greg asks, ‘So,Continue reading “25 Days of Terror”
25 Days of Terror
Day #5, Sleep Over – by Amber Averay I wait in the bedroom for my friends, wondering what can be taking them so long. I’m impatient, unable to contain my excitement. I’ve been looking forward to this for so long! I hope they’re looking forward to it as much as I am. At last IContinue reading “25 Days of Terror”
25 Days of Terror
Day Three: Trio – by Elizabeth Averay Once upon a time, in a land far away, there were three sisters. Each one beautiful and very different. People would flock to their little town just to see them. The sisters were each a year apart, with similar names: Gina, the oldest, was blonde, blue-eyed, and lightlyContinue reading “25 Days of Terror”
25 Days of Terror
Day Three: Trio – by Amber Averay After the arrival of her twin boys, and the immediate death of the younger, Mother cherished the remaining child. Stanford was her pride and joy, for it is no secret here that males are the preferred gender. I am tolerated for my beauty – blonde, blue-eyed, slender –Continue reading “25 Days of Terror”
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