"It's a night so dark, it seems to writhe and twist like a living shadow, its very essence bleeding into the air like a hemorrhage of darkness.
The moon hangs low, its glow a sickly blue, casting an eerie luminescence on the deserted landscape, like the pale light of a surgical table.
The silence is oppressive, punctuated only by the distant chirping of birds and the wind's mournful whisper in your ear,
like the soft rustling
of a grave robber's tools.
You sit on your porch,
trapped in a sense of creeping dread, as the stars twinkle
like cold, dead eyes in the sky, their light flickering like the dying embers of a funeral pyre,
casting an eerie glow
on the blood-soaked ground beneath your feet.
Your glass of sweet tea
is a meager comfort, its chill a reminder of the darkness that lurks just beyond the edge of town,
waiting to pounce like a ravenous beast, its jaws open wide, revealing rows of razor-sharp teeth stained with the blood of its previous victims. And yet, you're drawn to it, mesmerized by the hint of red that seems to pulse like a sinister heartbeat,
like the slow drip of blood from a freshly opened wound, the color both sweet and pure, yet somehow, it's a harbinger of the unspeakable horror that's to come... a horror that will make the taste of human flesh seem almost... familiar,
like the warm, coppery tang of blood on your lips, the feel of it dripping down your chin, and the sound of your own screams echoing through the night, as the darkness closes in, and the beasts of the night feast on
your very soul."
-A Taste Of Terror
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beware you're in for a scare 20 short stories
Horror" 20 Short Scary Stories: Dare to Read if You Value Your Sanity! (An evil laugh echoes in the dark of the night, sending shivers down your spine. It's a sound so twisted, so depraved, that it seems to crawl under your skin and nest in your darkes...
