The Nightmares of the dead

Introduction

The following is a collection of stories I have written throughout my lifetime cherish the words written on these pages and guard yourselves from the dangers of what lurk in the Dark and what we all have come to fear. They lurk in places that we all have yet to know. Places that none of us wish to dwell. 

As I sit here in the darkness I know that knowledge is the best luck against the things that make us fear. For the master of these things is Fear itself. Do not look fear in the eyes unless ur ready to face these nightmares. Face these nightmares and you will be able to brave the night. 

Fail to face these nightmares and I'm sure one of these beings of the night wil find you because they know they scare you and torment you into submission. So gather yourself, if you are afraid now do not just throw the book aside burn it. A horror book is a homing beacon for the beings that haunt you.

These creatures smell your fear. They enjoy it. Your fear is like a appetizer to the meal which is you or what they can get from your wailing demise. Do not test these creatures. Do not tempt them do not invoke the darkness you know not of or you will regret it. 

If you do summon them. May God shield you from their blood lust. May whatever hell you invoke only take you and no one else. I warned you and you continue to read. You think me mad? Tell me are you afraid? If so then you are quite sane fear reminds us what we are...and that is good matured beings. However if you are not afraid then your as bad as the beasts in this book.

Not all the creatures in this book are bad. Some protect the good and only harm the wicked. Most however aren't picky about a meal food is food however. Now get comfortable for where you read this could be where you draw your last breaths for not heeding my warnings. Sweet dreams  poor fool. I can't wait to feast on your soul upon your demise.

For I am Fear personified. I know what your afraid of. I know each of your least favorite places to be. I know everything that scares you. I know because I am there with you that non comforting hand on your shoulder. I am the one who has you by the strings of my existence. I have you my puppet trapped within my clutches. My friends my dear monsters of the night will have you soon but for now I get to play with your mind.

By now a few of you are checking for me in different places. You will not find me I am as invisible to the naked human eye as the air in your lungs. Some of you have locked the door as a just in case feature but I am already there.

Some of you are laughing at this. To those of you that are laughing there is a special place in hell my friend the devil has made for you. Without fear I wonder what sins you have already committed without a conscience or the ability to be afraid.

To all of you I bid you good luck now on surviving the creatures I reveal to you now. Creatures that will feed me as you read. I grow stronger with the stupidity of man. Now let me ask what should I put on your grave?