Ghost Stories - The Fog
So thick, you could cut it with a
knife... Adam strained to
catch a glimpse of Mary Ann's face through the shrouded midst as
the fog was so thick that you could cut it with a knife. It was
his fault that he'd put her in harm's way...
What had began as
a romantic adventure four short hours ago had suddenly turned for
the worse when night had suddenly fallen as a thick fog had overtaken
the sea, strangling out the daylight.
His arms ached from
his wasted efforts of rowing against the tossing salty waves. It
was all wasted effort.
To worsen matters,
Adam had not brought along a light or exercised any safety precautions
of the sea. He knew that Mary Ann must be roosted in silent agony
as her grandfather had died at the hands of the sea some twenty
years ago while fishing under a similar set of circumstances.
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The Crying Veil
- Anna's eyes widened
in terror as the wedding veil she had situated on her head was suddenly
covered with blood - drops of blood. She detected crying,
pitiful crying as if someone in her head were in agony.... Click
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The Lace Curtain -
The
graveyard lay in the misted distance. Kayla fingered the dingy lace curtain
with high anticipation of catching a glimpse of the apparition that had appeared
nightly for the last thirty days. It had began on the first of the month.
This month. This unusually hot and blustery October month. Click
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Poisoned Ivy - The moaning
grew louder, emitting eerily from the forest walls. Ti wasn't so certain
anymore that the noise was the sound of lovers, as the area was a cove for kindling
romance. Had he not known better, he would have sworn the sound was the
sound of a ghost! Click to
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The Haunted House
- "Over here,
I tell you! The coffin is over here!"
Mona rolled her
eyes up at Frank. Idiot. He was acting if he'd found the secret
entrance in the wall rather than her. She had a good mind to turn
back and let Frank stand his chances of being sacrificed by the
coven of she-male vampires that inhabited the dungeon of the castle.
. . . Click
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- Widow Maker
- The city lay shrouded in
the distance, looming like a fragile virgin clothed in white.
The year was 2785.
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- Vincent’s keen eyesight cut
through the fog, singeing over the towering steel buildings
like a guided laser. He was searching for something lost,
something that he would probably never reclaim. Click
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