Me and my boyfriend were driving to my house, listening to the radio.
"There's a serial killer on the loose, people." He paused, looking at some sheets. "They were spotted heading toward Victory Hill."
Being the daredevils we were, we went to that exact location.
We parked for a bit, talking back and forth when we heard a hissing noise.
"I'll be right back." My boyfriend said.
"How do I know it's you?" I replied.
"I'll knock three times." He left, running out.
A couple minutes later, it was already a pitch black. I heard three long knocks on the door, but didn't see anyone there. I didn't think anything of it and fell asleep due to the rhythmic thumping of whatever was there.
When I woke up, I saw what was banging on the window. It was my boyfriend, tied to a tree with his neck cut wide open.
There was a laugh behind the car.
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Short Horror Stories to Read in the Dark
HorrorHere's some short horror stories! They won't be super obvious, so try and think about each and every story and what they are trying to say to you.
