“I’m in a bit of a #bind. Could you #pretend to #chat with me?” Hal was dazzled by her beauty and let her lead him away from the crowd, into a dark corner. He didn’t suspect anything was amiss until he heard her low #growl. #vssmurder #366FF #vss365 #flexvss
Category Archives: horror
A New Accessory
She #cackled and watched the #jet black potion swirl in the #round cauldron. She’d concocted the perfect #torture for her foe. Miles away, Eric tugged at the pink ribbon around his #neck, but it was stuck fast. That witch thought this would #debase him? He gasped as it tightened. #366FF #flexvss #vss365 #vssmurder #whistpr #bravewrite
Into The Woods…With Steve
The angry #mob was running late #because of the #debate over torch to pitchfork ratio. That finally settled, they headed to the woods to #collect the witch’s head and break the #curse, led by Steve. “Did someone remember the magic #sword? Ugh, I have to do everything myself.” #whistpr #vss365 #bravewrite #flexvss #366FF #vssmurder
How To Spell
“Is your hand up, Hannah?” “Yes, miss, can you tell me whether ‘garrote’ has two Rs or two Ts? I can never remember.” “It’s two Rs, dear.” “Thank you, miss.” “You are working on the ‘What I Want To Be When I Grow Up’ essay, aren’t you, Hannah?” “Yes, miss.” #vssmurder
Haunted House
The #atmosphere was impressive, she’d give him that. An #abandoned warehouse had transformed utterly into a #haunted #mansion for Halloween. The cobwebs, the shadows, the spirits bent on #vengeance–oh, dear. Those weren’t fake. #bravewrite #366FF #ficchills #vssmurder
Who’s Haunting Whom?
The graveyard was #lifeless on every day but Halloween, when the spirits emerged from their dark tombs and forgotten graves. This year, they had an audience who refused to be frightened away. They felt haunted by the little girl watching. #ficchills #vssmurder
A Tough Stain
“The #ritual didn’t work? And you’re sure you hung the effigy upside down?” The witch frowned. “Go see the #fey down in the hollow if you still want to be rid of him. Tell them I sent you. Show them your scars and they’ll waive the price.” #vssmurder #366FF #mentalhealthprompts
Sleeping With Ghosts
Jules contemplated the crumbling mansion for tonight’s adventure, more concerned about its structural integrity than about any spirits lurking in the shadows. She didn’t believe in ghosts, no matter what she claimed on her blog. That would change tonight. #ficchills #nanofict
Unexpected Ghosts
They’d been on the Haunted Mansion ride dozens of times, but this time, the shadows were deeper, the unearthly wails of disturbed spirits less tinny. As they rounded a corner, something emerged from the tomb, and it wasn’t the comical fellow they were used to. #ficchills
The Corpse at the Carnival
The sun had barely set, but the #carousel was #already deserted. As he took a step closer, crunching a mouthful of #salty-sweet kettle corn, he saw the #corpse and dropped the bag in #fright. How had the fellow met his #demise? As he leaned in, someone emerged from the #shadows.
#bravewrite #vss365 #flexvss #vssmurder #whistpr #366FF #ficchills
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