#1 Short Horror Story

Spectral Moment

I gain consciousness through the notification sound. My friend had reminded me about the musical night. I rushed up to the local bar . I joined my friend at the table. After few shots, I realized I did not have my phone in the pocket. I checked at the table we were sitting , the bar, the restroom but I could see no sign of it. I called my phone with my friend's phone. After two rings someone picked it up. I cried for my phone , there was a raspy giggle and hung up. I eventually gave up. I returned home. I saw my phone lying down on the lamp stand where I left it.

I heard my closet door creak open. I saw a lady staring at me with a gun in her head. She pulled the trigger and I saw her brain splatter. "I did this yesterday , today and will do tomorrow. I always wonder why don't I die again" she whispered.

I rushed upstairs to look for my son. He had a terrified look. "Daddy, check if there is someone under my bed" he cried out to me. I looked beneath the bed. I saw my son lying down having the same terrified look. "Daddy, check if there is someone on my bed" he cried out to me.

My heart missed a beat. My blood ran cold, I broke out in a cold sweat. Silence took over the space as my words dried out. The door shut on it's own, lights flickered. The lady pierced her long rotting nails through my chest.

I sat bolt up right from my couch. I hurried to my son to check if he is alright. He was not there in his room. I could sense his absence in the house. I looked outside the house, I saw my son with few people burying me. I am dead.