Joshua Campbell
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Writer, reader, game crafter, screen writer, comedian, playwright, aging hipster, and writer of fine horror.
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The Strange Tales of Killian Barger: The Little Ghost
The streets thrummed around him as Killian walked past droves of laughing children. The street lights buzzed placidly, and the moon was a full and watchful eye overhead. Around him, superheroes and princesses, ninjas and pop stars, soldiers, and sports players ran willy-nilly. It was the barely controlled chaos that Killian had missed on the other side. He had invited Dom to come out too, but Dom was out at an event with his Granddaughter, and Killian wouldn't have taken that away from him for the world.
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror
The Last Jack O Lanterns
George looked down at the smashed gourds and wondered who could have possibly done such a thing. His father had grown pumpkins in this field for generations, and nothing like this had ever happened. The Fontnoirs had five hundred acres, half of which were just for pumpkins. The East field had been set aside for pumpkin growth, and the jack-o-lanterns on the fence posts around the field had been smashed to bits. Laying in the road, they appeared to have been left as a warning. It wasn't many, maybe fifteen gourds in all, but Daddy looked worried.
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror
The Green Guardian
"Hey, Sarge, look." Hank looked up from his phone and saw that one of the Inmates had raised a scarecrow in front of the leaf pile they'd been making. He was unsurprised to find that it was Jasper. Jasper had always been more of a talker than a worker, and today it was clear that his rake hadn't seen much use. He had come across an old green button-up shirt and stuffed it with leaves, making the body bulge oddly. He'd put a sack head on top to complete the ugly golem and drawn a crude scarecrow face on the front. The whole works had been stuck on top of a broken rake handle and stuck in the ground before the ever-growing leaf pile. It hung there like a silent guardian as the inmates raked their piles closer and closer to the growing mound.
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror
Dream Eater
Michelle huffed angrily as she noticed that her dream catcher had fallen off the ceiling again. She checked under the bed, behind the nightstand, and even in the bathroom in case it had rolled inside. Nothing. No dream catcher and no sign of where it had gone. It wasn't as if it was uncommon or anything. Michelle had been replacing dream catchers for most of her life, but the older she got, the more annoying it became.
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror
Jeffry Hates Jack-O-Lanterns
Jeffrey Hated Jack-o-Lanterns This was a problem since his Home Town was known as the Jack O Lantern capital of the United States. Every year, the town was host to thousands, if not millions, of carved horrors. It had become a point of pride for the small midwestern town. The town had been full of pumpkins since its founding back in the eighteen hundreds, and the town was filled with glowing, grinning gourds from September till April. The public commons had three large greenhouses that grew pumpkins during the cold months, and no citizen had to pay for a pumpkin. Jeffry was pretty sure that it came out of their taxes, along with road work and the police force.
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror
The Case of the Eight Dancing Scarecrows
Detective Lance pulled up in front of the farmhouse, marveling at the way the corn rattled in the field. The corn was wrong, he could tell that right away, and Lance could honestly say he had never seen corn look that way. The husks were brown, the corn inside turning black as it rotted on the stalk. He had been impressed by the amount of corn surrounding the farmhouse, acres of skeletal stalks that made the farmhouse feel more like an island in a dead corn sea. The police cars out front looked out of place in the dirt yard, and as he mounted the stairs, one of the rural cops came out to meet him.
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror
Halloween Visit
"Come on, Dad, let's go!" Lily stomped a slipper-clad foot on the sidewalk as she looked back at her father. She was ready to go trick or treating, and it seemed that nothing but Josh could keep her from her sweet treats. He was sitting on the front steps of his childhood home, a well-loved cul-da-sac teaming with costumed children. The moon hung overhead, a ghostly sickle that presided over this Halloween night. The children laughed and screamed as they stalked by, the street a sea of superheroes, video game characters, colorful animals, and everything in between.
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror
Appalachian Grandpa The Bone Collector Prologue
"I almost expected I would see him again tonight." I looked at Grandpa, Glimmer's hand very warm in mine, as we walked back to the house. Grandpa had noticed, but if he felt anything about it, he didn't voice it. Glimmer, for her part, had explained that she simply didn't want me getting lost, so she thought she might help me get home.
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror
Appalachian Grandpa The Bone Collector Part 4
As we watched it rear up on its boney, half-formed tail, even Grandpa looked like we might be sunk. It had caught us, just like Grandpa had been afraid of, and now we would never be able to capture it. The Bone Collector would roam the woods like it had when it had been formed, and there wasn't a thing we could do to stop it. We had no net, no trap, and no amount of intent or desire could trap it without those things. We were done, but Grandpa wasn't quite ready to throw in the towel just yet.
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror
