A Short Ghost Story
- Act II
"I want your
lure," the sea ghost eased out, the tone riffling through Jared like a
cold knife. "I want your lure," the sea ghost repeated.
Jared trembled,
noting the fish bones laced into his confronter's white garment - a garment
that looked as if it had been stitched from the sails of ship.
"I want your
lure," the sea ghost repeated.
Lure? Jared
had an entire box of lures. But those were the last things on his mind.
And what would a rampant ghost want with his lures?
He shrieked as the
set of cold hands touched his own which were currently pelted with sweat. "Lure,"
the sea ghost insisted.
Jared tried in vain
to pull away. The sea ghost took one of his hands and pulled it to rest
on the tackle box that contained a treasure of lures.
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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.
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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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