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The Walkers Chp. Six
This is chapter Six of The Walkers. If you have not read any of this series yet press/click and hold the link below to go read the first story and then just follow along in the order they’ve been posted. https://shopping-feedback.today/horror/the-walkers-rl6olk0ii2 I hope you enjoy the story.
By Josephine Mason4 years ago in Horror
Halescorn
The street light at the corner flickered in its usual pattern. A painfully slow and steady on and off, like a zombie cashier, still ringing that can of Campbell’s Chicken Noodle because he has quite figured out he’s no longer on of the living. Apart from that, Ellen’s Street was void of life. In a town like Halesend not much went on after dark. That statement was even more true at 3 am, the witching hour for most people, but for the folks of Halesend, it is more commonly known as Hellen’s Hour. For that was who this very street claimed its name. Ellen Hale, the wife of the town’s founder Arthur Hale, was rather infamous in these parts.
By T.D. Chronicler4 years ago in Horror
The paranormal hot spot
My name is Gregory Stine and I bought a house not just any house an old plantation house in southern georgia. The house was beautiful I saw it and was suddenly drawn too it. Something about this house just made seemed like the home I needed in my life. I was leaving the city of atlanta to live on the outskirts of Savanah.
By Sara Kline4 years ago in Horror
Woody Johnson’s meat (Redux)
“Damned antifa bastards! Make sure he hits the pavement hard!” Woody was furious. Well, furious was probably an understatement. He had almost been killed, or at least very nearly been maimed, and for a man that couldn't even handle the inconvenience of buying his own coffee, the thought that he could have been subjected to a life of disfigurement, death, or the worse outcome: an early retirement, filled him with the kind of rage that he could feel all the way under his fingernails.
By Yusuf Adama4 years ago in Horror
No Tears
As night drew nearer and it became cooler Royce took one, long final puff of his cigar. He saved the fat cigar for many months and now it was time for a celebratory smoke to remember his younger brother. The pint of high end liquor he brought with him also remained unopened until this particular day.
By MICHELLE SHAAY 4 years ago in Horror
Ressurection Denied
Dr. Fannin had called her in for a meeting. She knew what it was all about. She had been visited in her sleep by, Them. It was all a part of the plan to stop her. Since when did dying become a business? Well, ressurection, anyway. She was set to make billions. In this meeting, phase two of their plan would be implemented. Going into The good Dr.'s office she felt as though she could be happy again. Meeting her loved ones again would be total bliss for her. This would be her final time dying.
By Nelly Black4 years ago in Horror
Haunted House
There is an odd story of a man who hung himself after brutally murdering a family consisting of a husband, wife and two kids, one of which was only 2. They say that his rotted corpse, now pecked upon by crows and flies, still swings from the tree where he buried the family, their spirits lurking amongst the house and yard, looking to avenge their untimely death.
By Chemical Legend4 years ago in Horror
Scared of the Dark Yet?
It was dark. Not nighttime dark, which was comforting compared to this. This is the kind of dark where your only flashlight can't even bring light to the corners of the smallest room in your house. It was nighttime, but nowhere near as dark. You can hear your brother yelling in the other room, forced to use his phone as a flashlight, as you were doing as well. You make your way towards him, and go to the living room, where he is most likely complaining about the tv being off. When you shine your light into the room, however, he isn't there. That's weird, You think. The dogs started barking outside, but that's normal. Maybe the neighbor's dog is outside. You walk outside and see your parents sitting at the umbrella table talking. All of a sudden, they stop. You hear a low growling sound, kind of like some kind of truck, that seemed far away. Then silence. It's too silent for your liking. You're thankful when the silence is interrupted by the tell-tale sound of an airplane passing overhead, though something seemed a little off about it. You watch the airplane turn in a wide arc shape and hear gunshots that could only be from the plane. You run to the fence but see nothing. You thought you were just imagining the machine-gun airplane, but out of the corner of your eye you see movement, followed by another growly roar that was so much louder, you have no choice but to cover your ears. In the Blood Moon's light, you see the creature. It's huge, with dark scales covering its entire dog-like body and head. The only thing that was bright on it was its eyes, large as light pole lights, and glowing neon red, which was light enough to see its very small, slit pupils. It opened its mouth, showing very large, very sharp white teeth and bit the plane, tearing it in half as easily as you'd bite into a carrot. The plane fell, part of it crashing on the ground on your shed, which meant the creature was closer than you thought. More noisy airplanes arrived, followed by gunfire and growly roars that ended in the planes being torn apart. You run back inside to warn your brother, but you forgot your flashlight. You go outside again and see the creature is even closer. Four whip-thin tails wave around it like tentacles, uprooting trees, planes and cable towers. The dogs were still barking at the creature, trying to get close enough to nip at it's legs. Sirens started blaring in the distance and the creature stepped forward, its giant clawed paws making deep scratch marks in the ground. On its back were long, thin spines, which a plane was shooting at. One of the spines broke. Too close, you think as the broken spine piece hits the ground next to you, sharp end first so it stuck up out of the ground. You run towards the door, dropping your flashlight as you slam it. Inside, you see a short figure moving slightly. It's your brother. You walk towards him, but then a deep growl comes from his direction. Afraid, you attempt to grab his hand and bring him to the other room, but he won't budge. You pull on his arm, tugging him with you, and you feel him move. You walk with him towards the front of the house, but something isn't right. You look down and see that you're holding a bloody arm. You scream and drop the arm, then quickly cover your mouth. You hear a humming sound and look up, seeing your parents standing and looking at you. They look a bit slacked, and a bit of a rotting smell seems to be coming from somewhere. You know you need to get out of there, but you're cornered. Suddenly, your parents are floating, as if they're being controlled by a puppeteer. You hear a growling sound and see neon red eyes, followed by sharp white teeth. All turns agonizing red as the dark red creatures start eating you alive. You scream as one bites your arm and another bites your leg off, but your cries go unheard. I should have stayed outside, you think. Then everything is black.
By Chemical Legend4 years ago in Horror
