I come home from work and flop down on the couch. Behind me, I can feel my wife glaring at me. I turn around.
"What 'ya staring at?" I say to her severed head on the mantelpiece, "You were the one cheating on me."
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Dead Air - A Collection of Horror Stories
Short StoryRustle of leaves. Dripping red. Footsteps coming closer. Finally, a cold silence of dead air. This is a collection of some of the scariest, creepiest and spookiest horror stories (written by me). So check your closet and under your bed, lock the doo...
