Scary? You have no idea... (Short horror stories)

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Jeremy Greggerson was an old man of 72, he lived in a rickety  old house in the middle of no-where with his dog, Jake. Him a and Jake had an extremely close relationship, every night before bed Jeremy reached down below the bed, where Jake slept, and stroked his dogs head, receiving a lick in return.

Now, Jake was an old dog, touching 13 years, and he wasn't going grey like most dogs, his hair was thinning! He had a blade patch on the top of his head and looked worse than his owner!

One night, when Jeremy went to bed, as he put his hand underneath, Jake wasn't there to greet him, Jeremy freaked out for a bit, but soon a leathery head bumped his hand and Jeremy stoked it, contemplated getting his dog a wig, laughing at the thought, a smooth tongue licked his hand and they went to sleep.

Jeremy opened his sleepy eyes and looked at the clock next to his bed, it was still dark. It was 3 in the morning but he had been woken by something. He heard the noise again. Drip. Drip. Drip. Jeremy sighed, assuming it was his roof leaking, and went back to sleep promising to fix it in he morning.

Jeremy finally woke up at a reasonable time and walked out into his kitchen. His jaw dropped and tears sprung to his eyes as he saw the source of the dripping. There hung his dog, his only friend, long dead. His sadness turned to shock and fear as he realised his dog had died before he went to bed the night before. If that was true, then what licked his hand?...