Blue, Black, Red: Thirteen Macabre Tales [Completed]
thenonmouse
In the empty silence, devoid of breath or movement, he hears it. Clack, clack, clack. It's faint. Nails hitting a chalkboard, teasing.
His chin twitches, trying to allow him to inhale sharply. He curbs the impulse. The clacking stops.
Then it starts again.
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Chilling short stories with a twist, just in time for Halloween.
Want to feel your stomach roil? Fingers creeping up your throat? A hand on the back of your neck in the middle of the night? Maybe just a little inspiration to scare your friends on Halloween night.
Well, you've come to the right place.
NOTE: Most of these, with a few exceptions, are short stories that can be found in my other collections that have been repackaged around the theme of the macabre.