John had this crazy idea they would all spend the night in the Borden's house and try to conjure up Lizzie Borden's ghost and try to communicate with her and find out the real truth if she really killed her father and step mother. Tim being the rich one of the bunch called the owner on the telephone to see if he and his friends could rent out the Borden's house for the weekend and the owner agreed. The others met Tim at his house and brought along some ghost hunting equipment and a ouija board in hopes of communicating with the ghost of Lizzie Borden. Everyone piled into Tim's Bentley and headed to Fall River, Massachusetts with excitement on their faces. As they were traveling down the highway Susan said “After this is all over and we get concrete proof of the killer's identity I'm going to write a book of our experiences at the Borden's house and I'll bet we'll sell a million copies.” “Dream on girl,” chimed in John laughing under his breath. Jessica said “John lay off, if that's her dream let her have it.” “Okay! Okay!” replied John.
The story begins here now that we have some background on H.H. Holmes. Fast forward to 1976 when Jason Keller decided to write his first novel on serial killer H.H. Holmes, but just writing about him wasn't enough for him so he decided to pay a visit to the murder castle to get his creative juices flowing. When Jason arrived at the very spot where murder castle once stood he was disappointed to find out it had burned down long ago and was now a post office. Instead of getting back in his car and driving off he decided to go inside the post office and ask the post master if there was any existing part of murder castle still part of the foundation and if H.H. Holmes could still be haunting this place. Jason interviewed some of the employees at the post office to see if they ever had a ghostly encounter with H.H. Holmes ghost but after interviewing many of them he wasn't getting the information he so desperately needed to start on his novel so he left and headed to the library to read some books on the occult to see if he could somehow bring H.H. Holmes ghost to life and communicate with him so he could be the first author in history to write his novel with the help of a ghost from the past.
and her friends Misty and Michelle decided to dig up a legend that should have
been just that, but we all know teenagers feel that they are invincible, and
nothing bad will happen to them.
Bad things only happen to
other people or do they?
Legend has it that an old
woman that lived in a cabin all alone in the woods that these girls are going
into was accused of witchcraft, but was never proven by the townspeople over a
hundred years ago. One of the daughters of the townspeople went missing in the
woods and was found dead on the steps of the old lady's cabin. When the old
lady arrived back to her cabin after gathering berries she was startled by an
angry mob of people with torches blazing and shouting "You murderer, You
Immediately, the old woman
was grabbed by the angry mob, and held down next to the dead girl’s body, and
one of the people from the mob said, "For what you have done we sentence
you to death by decapitation."
The old lady screamed out as
a river of tears flowed down her cheeks, but the angry mob was in no mood to
hear what the old lady had to say, all they wanted was swift justice.
Then one of the men carrying
an ax in his hand said, "I hope you rot in hell witch."
Then the ax came down and
the old woman's head rolled off the cabin steps. The old lady's decapitated
body was buried behind her cabin along with her head.
The only entertainment the town of Doomsville had was the circus which brought in the majority of the towns money, but since the owner died while he was home trying to enjoy a quiet evening, turned quickly into a deadly one because one of his neighbors broke into his home looking for food and money. The circus owner wasn’t the sharing type so he was ordered to get on his knees and still wouldn’t give in so the neighbor put the end of the cold shotgun barrel against his face and blew his head off his shoulders.
The town’s cemetery was running out of places to bury their dead so graves had to be dug up and coffins were stacked on top of one another as a solution.
A businessman by the name of Jack Wilson who was staying at a motel in Doomsville paid a visit to the run down circus which brought back wonderful memories as a child when he used to go to the circus on a regular basis in his hometown. He was saddened to see it going to ruin so he had this brainstorm of an idea that he would invest the majority of the money he had set back for early retirement, and bring this gem back to life once again, and save the town from total destruction but he had no idea what he was getting himself into.
beautiful day for Kevin and Mary to look for their dream home. As they were
walking happily through a New England subdivision, Kevin stumbled upon a two
story mansion that took his breath away. Kevin tried to open the door, but it
was locked. Mary repeatedly told him that since the door was locked maybe they
"This place has to be about two-hundred years old,"
about to leave. Something was drawing him to this place. Kevin tried each
window and finally found one that was open and told Mary to follow him inside.
Mary refused since she thought they were trespassing. Kevin shrugged it off and
climbed through the window. Just as he climbed in, dark clouds rolled in and
rain came pouring down upon the house.
get inside before you get soaking wet,” Kevin urged.
When Mary heard the thunder and the lightning,
she didn't hesitate to enter the house. She grabbed hold of Kevin's arm,
clinging for dear life, as he pulled her fragile body through the window. The
place was dark and gloomy with an eerie presence about it.
stay right here. I'll find us some light and a blanket to keep you warm so we
can get a better look at the place."
able to find an old lantern to light their way through the rest of the
house. As Kevin and Mary looked the room
over Mary approached a painting on the wall. Mary said "Kevin come over
here and look at this." As Kevin approached the painting with the lantern
shining bright all of a sudden his eyes were fixated on the old Sea Captain’s
eyes in the painting. Then as he gazed deeper and deeper into the old Sea
Captain’s eyes, Kevin became in a trance like state and started acting
differently. He was not the same Kevin that he was just minutes before he
stared into the old Sea Captain’s eyes in the painting. Mary said "Look, There
is a name at the bottom of the painting that says Captain Bobby Jones with a
date from 1845-1901.
let's go explore the rest of the house said Kevin."
and Karen Billings together. Anytime they had free time, they could be found
aboard their most prized possession, the Marlow
Explorer. The seventy-eight foot yacht was large enough to seat about
fifteen people and had always been the go-to place for countless parties,
relaxing weekends, and romantic getaways. However, the demanding nature of work
and everyday life often stole the majority of Jack and Karen’s time. Now over
fifty years old, they were beginning to get back in touch with their love for
the sea. Having just returned from a six month long sailing trip, the couple
was eager to revive the lives of their friends as well.
"Why don’t we throw a Halloween party?”
Jack volunteered. “The weather looks perfect for sailing, and it’d be a great
way to get all our friends back together.” Karen smiled at the thought,
remembering the parties from their younger days. “That’s a great idea,” she
replied. “It’s been so long since we’ve seen any of them. I’m sure they’d love
Immediately Karen’s mind
went to work on how to decorate the yacht and what costume she should wear.
“Just picture it, Jack,” Karen said with excitement. “Cob webs covering the
walls below deck, ghosts hanging from the mast, vampires in coffins, and
witches by a cauldron of punch. And, of course, a fog machine to complete the
mood!” “Perfect!” Jack laughed and smiled at his wife. Just the thought of a
party had brought out her youth. He watched her hurry around the yacht in
excitement, planning out the perfect places for decorations. She eventually
noticed him watching her and skipped over to him. “Well don’t just stand
there!” She said with a giggle. “You’ve got some invitations to send!”
About two weeks later,
Halloween finally arrived. Karen had spent two days prior to the party
decorating every square inch perfectly. "I hope everyone shows up on
time," said Karen as she paced back and forth in the kitchen, dressed in
her elaborate witch’s costume. Jack chuckled. "Don't worry,” he said,
pulling her from her pacing and into a hug. “No one would miss a party like
this!” Karen smiled and let herself be relaxed by his embrace. They walked onto
the deck hand in hand and gazed out onto the horizon. “The ocean is so calm;
not a cloud in the sky,” Jack remarked. They spent a few moments taking in the
peaceful view until they heard the sound of car doors slamming. Jack turned
around and saw three cars parked at the marina. He reached inside his pocket
and pulled out two fangs. “Wouldn’t want to greet our old friends out of
costume!” Jack said with a wink.
They both moved towards
the walkway excitedly and watched as their friends approached in full costume.
First were Tim and Sarah Smith, who they had known for nearly twenty years,
dressed as Marc Antony and Cleopatra. Behind them were David and Martha
Jackson, both cloaked in ghostly white sheets. Jack squinted to see the last
couple. “I think that’s Sam and Emma Tate," said Jack eagerly.Karen
leaned closer to see and nodded in confirmation. Sam was dressed as the Grim
Reaper, complete with a plastic scythe, and Emma was wrapped from head to toe
in bandages, making a convincing mummy. Karen and Jack enthusiastically
greeted their guests, and everyone began chattering and catching up.
Ten minutes later, the Marlow Explorer set sail on the calm
ocean for the Halloween night cruise.Karen poured everyone a glass of champagne
as they were catching up with one another. Jack tapped on his champagne glass
with a spoon, and everyone turned their eyes to him. "Everyone, I have an
announcement to make. Karen and I have been married now for thirty years.
Having my closest friends here aboard with me makes it that much more of a
special occasion.” Turning his attention to his wife, he continued with a tear
in his eye, “Karen, darling, I just want to say thank you for the best years of
my life. I want to give you this gift as a token of my appreciation."
Everyone smiled as Karen stepped forward, now sobbing happily herself.
"Thank you, darling,” she sniffed. “I'm so proud to be your wife. There's
nothing I would have rather done than be with you all these years." Jack
embraced Karen and handed her a neatly wrapped box. Everyone eagerly watched as
she peeled back the glistening paper to reveal a rectangular-shaped velvet box.
She lifted the lid, and everyone gasped at the gorgeous ruby necklace. Jack
helped her place it around her neck, and everyone clapped and admired the
As the ladies engulfed
Karen in a circle of glee, Tim Smith approached Jack. "I'm so happy for
you and Karen,” he said with a smile. “You both are the most generous people
I've ever met in my entire life. I just wish there were more like you. Then
this world wouldn't be so corrupt."Jack placed his arm around his old
friend. “Thanks, Tim. That really means alot to me, but you know I think you're
just as great. I'll never forget the time when I was working on my car and the
jack slipped and the car fell on my chest. If you didn't react the way you did,
I wouldn't be here today. I honestly owe this all to you." Tim chuckled
modestly and the two men fell silent.
After some time, Tim
suggested they head up on deck. When they climbed the stairs, they found the
Tates stargazing and walked over to join them. Just as Jack was about to sit
down he noticed a thick fog rolling in on the horizon. Sam followed his gaze.
"I don't like the looks of that fog,” he said. “There could be a ship or
something heading towards the yacht. We’d never see it coming."Jack
frowned and nodded with concern. He opened up a compartment beside him and
fished out a pair of binoculars. After observing the fog for a few moments, he
handed them to Sam.“I’ll go turn on the spotlight, but that might not help too
much.”“We could shoot a flare,” Sam offered. Jack nodded and checked the same
compartment for some. “Here, shoot one off and keep watch. I’ll be back in a
Jack walked quickly over
to his instrument panel and flipped on the spotlight. “That’s a bit better,”
Jack said, somewhat relieved. He tried to pinpoint the yacht’s coordinates, but
the compass was spinning out of control. He picked up the radio and tried to
reach someone, but all he heard was static. “What the hell is going on?” He heard
the flare shoot off and looked up, only to find that the fog was nearly fifty
yards away. He squinted his eyes in disbelief and noticed something else. He
could barely make out a tiny island emerging on the horizon. He looked down at
the map, but there were no islands listed. Jack tried to steer the boat in the
opposite direction, but it wouldn’t budge. He yanked the wheel with all his
might but still couldn’t manage to move it at all. He felt himself begin to
sweat nervously and picked up the radio receiver again. After several tries,
the Coast Guard finally answered. “This is the Marlow Explorer and we’ve
just entered some thick fog! My instruments don’t work, I can’t steer, and
we’re approaching an island that I can’t seem to locate on the ma--” The yacht
rocked violently and knocked Jack off his feet, leaving the receiver hanging.
He could see water spilling onto the deck and screamed, “My God! Everyone get below
Everyone ran downstairs
while Jack scrambled to his feet, snatching up his map. He leaped below deck
and sealed off the hatch before any more water poured into the cabin. Karen
rushed over to her husband and held onto him, trembling with fear. Martha had
begun to cry and her husband, David, was trying to console her. The rest sat quietly,
looking to Jack for instructions."There's really not much we can do. We've
lost access to the radio for now, and I can't locate this island on my map. The
instruments were spinning out of control like some magnetic force is taking
over. I tried to steer the boat, but the wheel won’t--” “Oh, heavens!” Martha
wailed, drowning out Jack. Panic swept over everyone, and Sarah began to sob as
well. Sam looked to Jack with fear. “Where exactly are we?”
Jack smoothed out his
crumpled map on the table next to him. Sam, Tim, and David peered over his
shoulder as Jack traced his finger across the surface. “If I'm not mistaken, we
are smack dab in the Bermuda Triangle.” He cleared his throat, “I used to think
the Bermuda Triangle stories were easily explained, but now... I'm not so
sure.” Martha wailed even louder while David tried to keep her calm.
"Maybe if we shoot more flares,” Sam said quickly, “A boat passing by
might see us and radio in for help to get us back on course." “We’re in
the Bermuda Triangle, Sam!” his wife blurted out. “Flares, radios--nothing is going to help us!” Martha
erupted in agreement, and everyone began to talk over each other. Jack looked at Karen resolutely and pulled
out a chair. He climbed onto it and whistled loudly. All the passengers got
silent and looked up at him. Karen took his hand in support. "Everyone! We
need to remain calm! It won’t do any good to panic.” "What do you think is
going on here?" Sam asked. "I think--” Emma chimed in before Jack
could respond, “I know we passed
through another dimension. There’s no doorway back to the life we once
knew!"Martha sobbed even louder, and David shot Emma an annoyed
look."That's just not possible!” he said resolutely, holding his wife as
she rocked back and forth. Jack hesitated for a moment before replying. “I
think she’s right,” he said quietly. A pensive silence swept across the yacht
as everyone attempted to process what was being said. “What about the island?”
Karen offered, “There must be hope for us if we can reach it.” Tim and David
nodded quickly in agreement. Sam walked over to the window and peered out at
the approaching land mass."Dear God, I really hope you're right."
After about thirty
minutes, the yacht sailed smoothly into the shallow waters surrounding the
island. The storm had passed, and Jack opened the hatch to drop anchor and Sam
followed close behind him. The sky was perfectly clear and the sea was eerily
calm. Jack lowered down the anchor slowly into the dark water. “Tell the others
to stay calm while we go check out the island,” Jack said. “Maybe there’s
someone on the island that can help us get back home.” Sam disappeared below
deck and a shrill wail followed his exit. “Martha,” Jack mumbled to himself,
shaking his head. Sam reappeared and the two men paddled towards the island in
a small lifeboat. “I can't believe how calm the weather is. It's like there
never was any fog. That's what the Bermuda Triangle is notorious for,"
Jack remarked. "I know. Emma’s been fascinated by all those stories for years.
She really believes them." Jack paused for a moment, “Honestly...I believe
them too.” They remained silent until reaching the island and split up to do a
About ten minutes later
they met back at the boat, having found no sign of life anywhere. "I think
it's safe to bring everyone to the island and set up camp. We need to figure
out how we’re going to survive until help arrives,” Jack said, slightly out of
breath."Sounds like a plan to me," Sam replied. They climbed back
into the lifeboat and rowed toward the yacht. As they got closer, they noticed
everyone was standing on deck. The two men rowed as fast as they could and
climbed aboard. David yelled to them, explaining that the motor on the pumps in
the engine room had burned up. Water had been filling up the hull ever since
they had left and the boat was sinking. Jack quickly boxed up some food and Sam
got the flares, a gun, flashlights, binoculars, matches and a rope and headed
back to the island. All nine of the Marlow
Explorer’s passengers watched in agony as the yacht was swallowed up by the
ocean. "I'm sure if we build a big fire and shoot off some flares some
passing ship will see us in a matter of minutes,” Sam said confidently. David
and Tim chimed in in support and headed off to find firewood.
Bubba decided to rent a cabin in the woods thinking this would activate his creative writing juices and a best-selling author would be born, but that would prove to be another dead end in his quest to become a best-selling author until a voice that came out of nowhere told him his dreams of being a best-selling author were about to come true. Bubba looked around the cabin to see where the voice was coming from but there was no one in the cabin with him. Bubba just thought trying so hard to write a killer novel and just coming up with a bunch of unstructured sentences and not getting as much as an hours sleep. His mind was playing tricks on him so he put down his ink pen and decided he needed a break and would go to the local bar in town and get a drink and start fresh the next morning.Bubba didn’t have a whole lot of money because he spent most of it on his brainstorm idea of renting a cabin in the woods and writing a novel. When Bubba arrived at the bar and reached in his coat pocket for some money he only had enough to buy a few shots of whiskey and head back to the cabin to take a fresh stab at his novel. A tall blonde woman sitting directly across from him at the bar came over and sat right next to him and started a conversation that would change Bubbas life forever. The blonde woman invited Bubba over to her place for a romantic evening but Bubba was more interested in getting back to his cabin and start writing that he suggested they go to his cabin instead and he could feed her a bunch of crap about him
years old and loved to watch his favorite TV show called Dark Shadows.
Michael's older brother David and his sister Susan would constantly sneak up
while Michael was watching Dark Shadows in the dark and scare him. Even though
his brother and sister did a good job scaring him, what really scared Michael
the most was the vampire Barnabas Collins. At night when Michael would get
under the covers he would shake like a leaf and slowly pull the covers over his
head. Michael's bedroom didn't have a door which scared the living daylights
out of him.
One stormy night when Michael was lying in bed
trying to sleep, he saw a black cat walk across his window just as the
lightening lit up the sky. Michael would jump out of bed and run down the hall
to his parent’s room to sleep in their bed until morning. Michael's parents
would tell him to stop watching Dark Shadows and maybe his fear of sleeping in
his bed alone would diminish.
Michael said, "I wouldn't be so scared if my
brother and sister would stop teasing me. Every now and then I would pull the
covers slowly down below my eyes just enough to turn my head and see my brother
walk across my doorway dressed in a cape and tell me he was coming to get me
soon. I would just pull the covers over my head and shake like a leaf and pray
The next night as Michael was lying in bed the caped
figure went passed his bedroom doorway and the figure said, "Soon, very
soon, you will join the dead." Michael said, "That's it and jumped
out of bed in terror and ran down the hall yelling for his parents. Michael
burst into his parents’ bedroom and dove in the covers shaking like a leaf.
Michael's father said, "What's the matter?
Michael replied, "He's back and this time he
said I would be joining the dead soon."
High School. Whenever Sally tried out for sports she would be picked on by her
classmates because she was a tomboy. Sally had buck teeth and matted hair and
slurred her speech. She also wore the same clothes to school every day. Sally
was poor and was being raised by her alcoholic grandfather who didn't have long
to live, maybe weeks at best.
When her classmates got wind of the passing of her
grandfather the following week they started picking on her pretty hard.
Classmates would say things like "I can see why your grandfather died so
soon. It's because you're so ugly and stupid. Just the looks of you helped
shorten his life."
Sally was boiling inside and had nowhere to turn or
seek comfort in the arms of her parents. Sally's parents were both killed in a
home invasion and the only living relative she had was her alcoholic
grandfather. Sally's dreams of having a loving family, was shattered by the
pull of a trigger.
Sally never got much food to eat from her
grandfather, because he was always spending what little money he had on
alcohol. In her grandfathers mind alcohol is the only friend he had and cared
about. Sally had to revert to going through neighbors trash cans for her daily
meals. Sometimes the neighbors’ felt sorry for her and would welcome her into
their home and feed her, but what little the neighbors did for her still didn't
heal the wounds she was bottling up inside her broken heart and the years of
being picked on from her classmates. Things were about to come to a head with
her classmates that would turn deadly for them all.
Prom night was around the corner and Sally always
dreamed about being asked to the prom by the high school's most popular guy.
Sally's dream was about to become a reality, but only for a brief moment.
Doug Stevens was Gravendale's star quarterback
and the most popular guy in school. Doug and a few of his buddies had a plan to
make Sally the laughing stock of the school. Their plan would push Sally over
the edge and bring devastating consequences to Doug and his friends.
Halloween party when John, being the only non-believer in ghosts, asked Karen
and me if the stories about the many sightings of ghosts in the old ghost town
were true. Of course we said they were all true, and of course his response
was, "These stories are just a bunch of made up stuff to keep nosey people
from vandalizing the old town."
"Well, if it's not true,
then why don't all of us camp out tonight at the ghost town and put these old
stories to rest once and for all?" I replied. I told John that I would get
my tent and some blankets. Karen volunteered to bring some food and
flashlights, and John said he would bring some firewood, beer, and his guitar.
I decided we would all ride together in my car. Everyone was excited about telling
our friends at school all about our spooky tales when we got back, but little
did we know that there would be no tales to tell because we would never be
heard from again.
As we were driving down the
dusty, country road John was strumming on his guitar as we all sang along
joyfully. We were having the time of our lives just being together because we
were such great friends. Just up ahead of us was a man in the middle of the
road on a horse.
"Slow down!" Karen
exclaimed. I immediately slammed on my
brakes. John doesn't scare easily, but this man on the horse in the middle of
this dark, deserted road gave John the willies. The closer we got to the
mounted figure the more frightened we all became, but we just kept driving. We
blamed it on the beer we were drinking and proceeded to the old ghost town. We
just couldn't face all of our friends the next day and say we were too scared
to camp out there. We would be the laughing stock of the school, so we
As we approached the entrance to
the town the car stalled. We were definitely not going to walk back home since
it was too far and we didn't want to end up running for our lives from that
mysterious man on the horse. So, we gathered our belongings and crossed through
the entrance. We turned our flashlights on and looked for a safe place to camp
for the night.
"Where did that man on the
horse go?" Karen asked as we walked.
"Who knows and who
cares," John quickly replied.
All of a sudden the mounted
figured appeared and charged full steam ahead in our direction. His eyes were
as red as fire. We all froze in our tracks. He rode right through us as if we
were the ghosts. It was enough to turn any skeptic into a believer. I told
everyone to get our cell phones out and call our parents to come pick us up,
but none of our phones would get a signal.
"Well it looks like we're
stuck here for the night," John said, "we may as well make the best
"This looks like a good
place to pitch a tent--right next to the saloon and bank." I replied. John
placed the firewood on the ground and tried to get the fire started while Karen
and I got the tent set up. We all gathered around the campfire to keep warm and
sang a few songs to try to lighten the mood. Karen decided after awhile that we
should tell some stories about the old ghost town.
"All right, who wants to
tell their story first?" Karen asked excitedly.
put his guitar down, took another gulp of beer and said, "Since I'm the
biggest skeptic, I'll tell my story first. My father told me this tale when I
was a little boy.
beautiful mansion said to be the most haunted place you'd ever step foot in,
but does this place really exist or is it just a legend. Here is where the
It all happened one stormy
night on October 31, 1929. A man by the name of Jasper Davis and his wife
Elizabeth were driving down country roads in search of their dream home when
his wife said, "Honey slow down, I see a for sale sign in the yard, let's
get out and check it out. I feel that this could be what we've both been
looking for." Her husband stopped the car, and they got out of the car,
and walked up to the front door to see if anyone was home. Mr. Davis knocked on
the door, and a man dressed in black opened the door, and said in a low eerie
voice, "Won't you come in and see the mansion?" The Davis's entered
the mansion and the creaky door slowly closed behind them. The creepy man in
black said, "I think you both will like the rest of the mansion, follow me
please." The Davis's were over taken by the beautiful antiques that
occupied each room. Mrs. Davis said to the man in black, "These antiques
must be very expensive." The man in black replied in an eerie voice,
"You are so right."
"Well what do you
think?" asked the man in black.
The Davis's replied,
"We'll take it."
The man in black pulled out what appeared to be the
deed to the house, and little did the Davis's know that whoever signs the
papers will die.
and decided since his great Aunt Hilda's cabin was being neglected, he
would put it to use. Jack decided a good idea would be to invite some of
his closest friends over for a night of singing and telling ghost stories
around a campfire. Jack mailed out invitations to Rhonda, Michael and Matilda
and chose Friday the 13th to set the mood for a spooky night around a campfire
at his great Aunt Hilda’s cabin. Jack didn't know the whole story about his
great Aunt Hilda.
Legend has it that Hilda was an evil Witch that used
to live in Salem, Massachusetts and thought she could escape the witch hunters
by living deep in the woods in an isolated area in a small cabin. The Witch
hunter's weren't about to let Jack's great Aunt Hilda, the most evil Witch get
away. The Witch hunter's were hot on Hilda's trail and only took about a week
to catch up with Hilda because an old farmer who lived nearby Hilda's cabin
noticed some strange things going on in the cabin.
When the Witch hunter's arrived at the old farmers
home the Witch hunter's asked the old farmer if he noticed any strange things
in the area and he replied "Yes, I did notice an old woman with some old
book reading from it and when I stopped by her cabin to check on her she
started reading some strange words from that book and telling me if I didn't
leave, she would cast a spell on me, so I left. That's all the Witch hunter's
needed to burn this Witch at the stake.
The old farmer was happy to lead the witch hunter's
to the Witch's cabin and watch her burn at the stake. The Witch hunter's
decided that when they got the Witch they would cut her head off and bury it
underneath the cabin's floor with the book. The Witch hunter's torches were
blazing and chanting "burn the Witch, burn the Witch." The Witch
hunter's surrounded the cabin and about five of the toughest men rushed inside
the cabin and grabbed Hilda by the arms and legs thrusting her out the door of
the cabin to the wood chopping block. One of the Witch hunter's said
"Do you have anything you want to say before I cut your head off and burn
your body at the stake." Hilda replied "I will be back someday to
seek vengeance on your ancestors." The Witch hunter raised the axe and off
rolled Hilda's head off the chopping block. Then the Witch hunter's burned her
body at the stake and some of the other Witch hunter's took her head back to
the cabin and retrieved the book of the dead and buried them both. Jack had no
idea the book and his great Aunt Hilda's head were buried beneath the floor of
This night of singing and storytelling would be
a night they all would remember if they all made it out alive.
dream home for many years with little luck. Mr. Jackson thought that if they
were to look in the countryside area instead of the city they could get more
land and house for their buck. Mr. Jackson was a handy man, so if the house needed
repairs he knew how to fix it up back to its original beauty. He asked his wife
to come along with him to look at some houses in the country after he got off
from work today. Of course Mrs. Jackson said yes. Mr. Jackson arrived home
around 3pm. Mrs. Jackson was waiting for her husband in the living room
watching her favorite soap opera. Mr. Jackson entered the front door of his
house, called out to his wife saying, "Betty, are you ready to go house
"Yes, Mike, I'm ready to go," said his
beautiful wife Betty.
Mike and Betty got into the car and drove out to the
country in search of their dream home. Mike and Betty were having a good time
driving in the country and seeing the beautiful green pastures, cattle and
beautiful mansions. The weather was warm and sunny with a slight breeze, just a
little over seventy degrees. The Jackson's couldn't have picked a more perfect
day to search for their dream home.
"Slow down honey, I think this may be the
one," said Betty.
Mike pulled into the front gate of the mansion. Put
the car in park, got out of the car opened the gate, got back in the car and
drove to the front of the mansion. Mike put the car in park shut off the engine
and said, "Darling, if the outside of the mansion looks as good as the
inside we'll do everything in our power to get this home," said Mike.
"Mike, I'm so excited I almost lost my breath
when my eyes gazed upon this beautiful mansion," replied Betty.
Mike got out of the car went over and opened Betty's
door and went to the front door to see if anyone was home. Just as Mike knocked
on the door, there was an envelope next to his foot. Mike picked up the
envelope, opened it and read it aloud to his wife Betty.
"The letter says, the owner is out of the
country and if you are inquiring on purchasing the mansion to call this number
and the realtor will be happy to show you the mansion," said Mike.
"Call the realtor, Mike, maybe he can still
come by. It’s only four o'clock," said Betty.
Mike gave the realtor a call. The realtor said he
was only fifteen minutes away and would be happy to show the Jackson's the
"Mike darling, I'm so glad you got a hold of
the realtor," said Betty.
"Well since its going to take the realtor about
fifteen minutes to get here why don't we look at the back yard and the rest of
the property," said Mike. "That's fine with me," said Betty.
Betty and Mike took a stroll around the property
and liked what they saw. Betty gave her husband a kiss on the cheek and
said," I'm glad you decided to find a home in the country instead of the
city. I hope we get this place. I feel like we belong here," said Betty.
Betty and Mike were unaware of the evil inside the mansion that was waiting to
devour them both.
Sarah Beth always dreamed of having a doll of her own. She thought it was a dream that would never come true. “I've been living in this orphanage since I was a baby and no one has ever given me a doll. No one has hugged me to let me know I was loved. If only I had a doll of my own, I would love her and give her all the hugs and kisses I never got. I guess I'll just curl up in bed with my blanket and cry my eyes out like I always have for the past ten years. Maybe someday some nice person will bring a doll to the orphanage. That will be the greatest day of my life," said Sarah Beth to herself.
On a cold and dreary October afternoon, that day finally came. A little old lady brought fresh flowers to the orphanage every day. The old lady got tired of seeing Sarah Beth being teased by the other kids at the orphanage. The little old lady approached Sarah Beth with some good news. The old lady said, "You know, Sarah Beth, there comes a point in your life when you just get tired of all the teasing and humiliation. I'll tell you what? I'll get you your very own special doll that no one in this orphanage has. Would you like that Sarah Beth?"
"Yes! I would like that very much! More than anything in the whole world," said Sarah Beth with wide eyes.
"Well, tomorrow morning I'll bring you my special doll my grandmother passed down to me when I was a little girl,” said the old lady.
Sarah Beth was so happy. She ran back to her room for the night to dream about that special doll. Sarah Beth didn't get much sleep because her mind was on the doll all night long.
Morning came and just as the old lady promised, Sarah Beth got her doll. The old lady told Sarah Beth, "The doll I am giving you is no ordinary doll. She has special powers. You must be careful what you wish for."
The old lady turned around quickly. Headed out the front door of the orphanage before Sarah Beth had a chance to ask her why she had to be careful of what she wished for.
Sarah said to herself, "Oh well, I've finally got a doll that I can call my own.”
Sarah Beth went skipping through the halls of the orphanage letting everyone that came in her path know that she finally got a doll of her own. As Sarah Beth was about to approach the door to her bedroom a girl named Carly that lived in the room next to hers came up to Sarah Beth and asked curiously, "Sarah Beth what do you have there?"
Sarah Beth replied, "It's my doll and no one can have her."
Carly said, "Let me hold her. I'll give her right back."
Sarah Beth handed the doll to Carly and said, "You can hold her for a minute, but you have to give her back, ok?" "Don't worry, you can have her back. She's an ugly doll anyway," said Carly.
However, Carly had no intentions in giving the doll back to Sarah Beth. Carly just wanted to see her cry over the doll. Carly held the doll above Sarah Beth's head. Sarah Beth began to sob. Sarah Beth jumped up to try to grab the doll out of Carly's hand, but it was no use.
Sarah Beth warned Carly, "The old lady said the doll has special powers. All I have to do is wish for something and the doll will make it happen."
Carly started laughing hysterically at Sarah Beth and said, "That old lady is stupid. There is no doll that has special powers."
Sarah Beth cried and pleaded with Carly not to throw her doll in the trash. Carly held the doll over the trash can. Sarah Beth became angry, she wanted her dead. But Sarah Beth had never hurt anything in her whole life.
Just as Carly was about to throw the doll in the trash, Sarah Beth screamed, "I wish the doll would bite you!"
Just as Sarah Beth wished, the doll bit into Carly's arm, to the bone. Carly dropped the doll on the floor and ran down the hall screaming. "No one seemed to care. They just laughed at Carly as the blood dripped from her arm.
The Doll short story written by Drac Von Stoller has been transformed into a short film that will be released during the Halloween season in 2015.
The following Saturday was Halloween so Darren called his three friends on the phone and said he had a surprise that he would tell them about when they all arrived at the plantation tonight at midnight. Darren and his friends all piled in their cars with excitement on their faces barreling down the old country gravel road while a storm was brewing out in the distance. The closer they got to the plantation the more intense the storm got. Darren’s friends arrived about ten minutes before midnight, but Darren wanted to be the first one there to set up the Ouija board, so he had arrived fifteen minutes before his friends did. Darren placed the Ouija board on the dusty floor of the plantation with candles lit around the Ouija board.
Stacy, Tom and Julie finally arrived right on time just as the rain was pouring down on their cars. Everyone got their umbrellas out and dashed out of their vehicles up the steps to the plantation. Darren heard his friends cars pull up to the plantation, so he greeted them all at the front door to let them in for the big surprise.
Stacy, Tom and Julie shook off their umbrellas and Darren said “Come on in and I’ll show you my surprise for you all?” They all approached the study and went inside. There lying in the middle of the dusty floor with candles lit around it was the Ouija board. Darren said “Well, what do you all think?” Julie chimed in and said, “A Ouija board is just a dumb stupid game that don’t make ghosts appear. If I’d known in advance I would have just stayed home and watched TV.” Tom and Stacy agreed with Julie and they all headed to the front door of the plantation to leave, but the door locked as they approached it.Darren said “Humor me, and I’ll make a deal with you if this Ouija board can’t bring forth any ghosts, we’ll break out a window and leave?” Everyone agreed and came back into the study and sat around the Ouija board ready for a night they will never live to tell about. Question after question was asked to the Ouija board, but just as Stacy was ready to get up and leave, Julie chimed in and said “Let me ask it this question, “Was someone murdered in the plantation?”
echo in the wind of a past gone by. Horror Island Amusement Park had the
largest Ferrous Wheel, biggest roller coaster, and a beautiful view of the
As many years, weather, lack of funding and
dwindling attendance, the amusement park was shut down and boarded up. But that
wasn't the only reason for the decrease in attendance and the closing of the
park. Reports of poor maintenance on the rides were the cause of many deaths
and the major cause of shutting down the amusement park.
Thirty years later, there were reports of strange
things going on at the abandoned amusement park. At night the rides started up
on their own and the funny thing was, is that the park has been out of
operation for over thirty years without any power. The police were called out
to the park many times to investigate, but when they located the power supply all
the wires were ripped out of the fuse boxes. The police also reported hearing
laughter and voices as though the amusement park was still in full operation. A
sign was put on the front gate of the amusement park which read "No
trespassing! Any violators will be prosecuted."
A local ghost hunting group decided they would try
and solve the strange goings on at the Horror Island Amusement Park. They
called themselves "The Ghost Detectors Society." The Ghost Detectors
Society consisted of Darren, Karen and Steve. They all thought solving the
strange happenings would bring them fame, but they should have just stuck to
doing the small stuff. Darren picked an overcast day to set the mood of the
investigation. The fame struck ghost hunters met up at the amusement park at
the stroke of midnight. Everything was just as perfect as any ghost hunter
would have wanted it to be, overcast and windy. Everyone had all their ghost
hunting equipment, in their briefcases ready for the big event to unfold. As
they approached the gate, Darren said, "Everyone check your equipment to
make sure everything is operating properly. Karen chimed in, "Darren, do
you think we're going to really find any proof, or is this just a bunch of made
up stuff to bring curious ghost hunters like us to make fools out of us."
Darren exclaimed, "If we don't find any evidence we can at least say we
believe in what we are doing as ghost hunters is worth the effort. Not every
ghost hunter finds evidence, but when they do, it gives other ghost hunters
like ourselves, hope that there is unexplainable things that makes it worth
looking into. I don't care what anybody thinks of what we are doing is just a
waste of time, if we didn't believe, we all would be at home playing video
games and there would never be such things as ghost hunters. Thank goodness
there are believers like us willing to take the risk in tapping into the
unknown. I don't think any one of us would rather be at home playing video
games. Let’s just be happy. Our ghost hunting dreams has brought us closer
together as friends. I believe we were brought here for a reason and that
reason is to find ghosts. Steve, is your equipment ready? "Yes, all my
batteries are at full charge." "What about you Karen? Is your
equipment good to go?" "Yes, everything is fine. I sure hope we get
some good video footage."
These young ghost hunters are about to stir up
some ghost activity that should have stayed buried in the abandoned amusement
this dream over and over, said Johnny. Haven't I always been a good boy."Johnny
didn't like living in his father's castle because of the horrid past of torture
chambers that claimed so many of the townspeople. The Wellington's who lived
for hundreds of years in the castle before Johnny were a very greedy Royal
family who liked to throw big Ballroom parties especially masquerade
parties. Sir Jonathan Wellington the owner of the castle would make sure
everyone at the party had plenty to drink and a good time such as dancing and
loud music to cover up the screams down in his chamber of horrors, because he
didn't want anyone at the party to suspect a thing.
Sir Jonathan Wellington was very proud of his
torture chamber and liked to brag about it to his guests at the party.
Sir Jonathan would carefully pick out who he wanted to show his torture chamber
to. Usually, loners were not much fun to be around. Sir Jonathan would put a
mild sedative in their drink just before he would lead them down to the chamber
never to return again.
Sir Jonathan's chamber of horrors went on for many
years until Sir Jonathan got a little sloppy with his choices of his victims.
When the two victims that were led down to the chamber of horrors,
pretended to drink their drinks, over powered Sir Jonathan and put him on one
of his own torture devices,” The Rack" stretched Sir Jonathan's body till
it was completely torn apart. Nobody knows how many victims there were, but
there were enough to make Sir Jonathan a serial killer in those days even
though this term wasn't used back in those days. Sir Jonathan's chamber
of horrors could be the reason for all of the haunting surrounding the Castle
father would tell him bedtime stories about the castle which would cause him to
have nightmares, but for some reason Johnny would only have one dream and that
would be being buried alive in the garden.
the towns people know he did. When Johnny was a little boy, he would hang out
with his father in their morgue which had been in the family for many
generations. Johnny's father never let little Johnny in on the family's dirty
little secret. Johnny's father felt that now was as good of a time as any to
let Johnny in on the family’s dark past since he had reached the age where his
father told him.
father said sternly, “I've got something to tell you that has been a secret to
only our family. Whatever I tell you
doesn't leave this room, or there will be grave consequences. The only way that
this can be official is by a contract signed with your blood and sealed in the
family crypt. Then I will show you.” Johnny adored his father and was proud to
be a part of a family that was full of mystery, but he was always curious about
why there was a secret past. Johnny sliced his finger with the Witch finder
General's knife. The knife was used on some of the witches when the Witch
finder General would go on his hunts. In 17th century Europe, witchcraft was at
its height. Johnny signed the agreement.
"Now that this is taken care of,” said his
father, “Let's head on down to the family crypt."
Johnny's Father placed the signed agreement in an
iron safe and locked the door.
"Ok, Johnny, have a seat next to Bartholomew.”
"Who is Bartholomew?” Johnny asked.
"Well, let me tell you all about him. He’s an
ancestor of our family that dates back to the 17th century. He was known as the
Witch finder General during the reign of witches in central Europe. He was a
good man that hated witches. It became an obsession of his until he met up with
a witch named Sarah who he tortured, hung, and burned at the stake. The very
knife that you cut your finger with is the same knife your ancestor Bartholomew
used to cut witches to see what color their blood was. This story I'm about to
tell you is a love story turned deadly.
lived deep in the farm hills of West Haven. They didn't watch much TV or
believe that there was life outside of our universe that may come to pay the
earth a visit. All that was about to change when Sam and Brenda were returning
home from vacation on a beautiful nightly lit sky with a full moon shining down
on the road. As Brenda was gazing at the moon and stars a beam of light shown
down on the Matthews car, blinding them both which caused their vehicle to
drive off the road. Then all of a sudden the Matthews vanished from their
vehicle. The Matthews were returned to their vehicle which only felt like a
minute to them both, but in reality they were missing for three hours. The
Matthews had no recollection of what just happened, but Brenda remembered her
watch said ten pm. Her watch now said one am.
Brenda said "Sam, I know my watch said ten pm
not one am."
"Are you sure?" asked Sam.
"Yes! I'm sure," replied Brenda.
They both looked at each other in amazement, but
just thought it was because of the long drive and they were both tired, so Sam
just drove on. It wasn't long before the Matthews were having nightmares of
being abducted by aliens and being experimented on. A friend of the Matthews
suggested they both go under hypnosis to find out if it was all just a dream. While
they both were under hypnosis both had similar recollections of what happened
that night. Brenda told the hypnotherapist, "I watched as two grey aliens
put a probe inside my husband’s body as he was screaming out in excruciating
pain and calling my name, but there was nothing I could do about it. I couldn't
move my body even if I wanted too. Tears just ran down the sides of my cheeks
and I screamed out at the aliens saying what are you doing to my husband? The
aliens just glanced over for a moment and then proceeded with their experiment
with no feeling at all. I did notice a small metal object being put inside my
husband’s arm and that's all I recall. Apparently, I blacked out then found
myself back in the car with Sam at the wheel driving us home."
Henry's luck and entire life was about to change, because one of Henry's rich friends was invited to a party. His friend only knew the person that invited him, so he thought it would be a good idea to bring someone he knew to keep him company. Henry and his friend were having a good time at the party. Henry told Jack he was going to get some punch and would be back shortly. Just as Henry was scooping up some punch a pretty blonde woman approached Henry and introduced herself to him because Henry's appearance took her breath away. She knew he was the one for her and she wasn't going to let someone else take him away.
"Excuse me sir, could I please have some punch?" asked Monique. "Sure," said Henry. Henry was blown away by her beauty and was very happy they met. Monique said, "I heard you're a friend of Jack's, he's really a great guy. Don't you think so?" "Yeah, he's been a close friend of mine for many years. Jack and I went to the same schools growing up," said Henry."I tell you what, would you like to come over to my place this Saturday around 6:00 and I'll cook you a good meal?" asked Monique. "I'd be delighted to try your cooking. I'm sure I won't be disappointed," said Henry. "Great! I'd like to introduce you to my godparents," Monique said.
After the party was over Monique asked Henry if he would escort her to her car. As Monique got in her car and Henry was turning away to meet up with Jack, Monique rolled down her window in the car and said "Henry could you come over here for a moment?" Then she said, "Henry, it's quite alright if you'd like to kiss me goodbye." So Henry kissed her and said, "Could I kiss you one more time?" Monique, said, "Sure! That's fine with me." After they kissed Monique said, "I'll see you Saturday and don't be late." Henry replied, "Don't you worry, I won't be late."
Monique drove off into the sunset to her mansion. Henry got into the car with Jack and Jack asked, "How'd it go Henry?" Henry said, "I believe I just found the woman I've been searching for all of my life." "That's great! I hope it works out for you both," said Jack."Jack, she wants me to meet her god parents this Saturday." Jack responded, "Did you know her parents left her a vast fortune before their untimely death several years ago? They died when their private jet crashed over Mexico during a vacation. You think I've got a lot of money Monique's wealth makes me look poor. If you marry Monique you'll be set for life.""That's what I'm banking on," said Henry. Jack said "Well here's where I drop you off and let me know how Saturday goes." "I'll let you know, don't worry," said Henry.
Henry bought a nice suit to impress Monique for their Saturday date. When Henry was finished with dinner at Monique's, Henry gave Monique a kiss goodbye and Monique said "Why don't you spend the night with me? This big house gets pretty lonely at night and I could sure use the company." "Are you sure it's okay? You really don't know me that well," said Henry. "Come on Henry! I don't bite!" said Monique. Henry accepted Monique's invitation and they shared some wine together before turning in for the night.
As Monique and Henry lay in bed together Monique asked Henry if he would be interested in moving in with her. Henry replied "I would love to move in with you. I'm tired of being a bachelor and I really enjoy being with you. By the end of the week Henry moved into Monique's mansion and within a month they were married.
Many years had passed, there were good times and bad times. Henry liked his scotch and whiskey and it showed. Henry loved Monique's money more than her. Monique was very depressed and not happy with Henry's spending. Henry and Monique fought a lot and that’s probably what fueled Henry's drinking and Monique's depression. It was hard for Monique to get around because she had fallen down the stairs and shattered the bones in her right leg. She had to limp around. Monique's beauty was deteriorating and Henry felt it was time to get rid of Monique so he could have her fortune to himself.
been condemned in a small town known as Docerville. Johnny's parents didn't
have much money to put food on the table for little Johnny to eat. Johnny's
father Jack worked at Doc's gas station in Docerville whenever he wasn't
drunk. Johnny's mother Susan worked as a
waitress at Dugers Diner also located in Docerville, but only part-time because
she had an alcohol problem as well. The Delmer's didn't own a car, so if they
wanted to go to work or to the store they had to walk in the heat, rain or
snow. Being that Johnny was just a little boy with dreams and visions like any
little boy his age. All Johnny knew was the poor life he was given and had no idea
most people owned cars or had running water in their homes. If little Johnny
wanted a drink of water he would go to the well in the back of the cabin and if
Johnny was lucky he would get enough water in his cup to wet his lips.
Johnny's father had a short fuse and it didn't take
much to set him off. If little Johnny wanted to spend time with his daddy. His
dad would kick him and tell him to go play with the chickens while he scolded
his wife Susan about how awful her food tasted. Johnny didn't like the way his
father treated his mother. For instance, if Susan didn't cook his food on time
he would beat her or if he thought the food was too cold he would throw the
plate of food at her. Jack would make comments like, "What kind of woman
are you, you can't cook or clean. I don't know why I married you."Jack
would also call her a fat pig. Seeing the way Johnny's father treated his
mother was the early stages that would mold little Johnny Delmer into a Serial
would travel all over the United States to find unique antiques and anything
else that most collectors would pass on. John was happy with his collections,
but he was looking for something his friends would say why did you add this to
Just as John was traveling through a little town
called Pleasantville. The town was so small you could throw a rock from one end
of the town to the other end. John just
about missed the town and his long awaited rare antique to add to his
collection. Then all of a sudden he slammed on his brakes. He backed up his car
in front of a sign that was dusty and barely hanging on to the wooden post.
John got out of his car to read what was on the sign. He dusted off the sign
and said, "Wow! I'm glad I stopped in the nick of time or I would have
never known about this place.
John got back in his car and traveled down the
gravel road in search of this antique store. John must have been traveling down
the gravel road for more than thirty minutes. Just as he was about to say
forget it, and drive back home, there was a sign that read Pleasantville
John pulled in to the Antique store and parked his
car. He looked up at the sky and got one glimpse as the sun was setting. As he got out of his car the wind was picking
up and a storm was on the way. As John opened the door to the antique store it
started storming. John called out to see if anyone was in the store. Then an
old man shouted out and said, "I'll be with you in just a moment, there
are milk and cookies on the table if you're hungry from your long drive."
John went over to the table and poured a glass of
milk and picked up one of the cookies and said, "Your cookies are
wonderful. They're still warm as though you were expecting company."
Finally, the old man came to the front of the store
to greet John.
"I'm glad you like my cookies," replied
the old man.
"Why don't you have a seat at the table and
tell me what you are looking for?" exclaimed the old man.
"You see, I'm somewhat of an odd collector of
antiques. I mainly get a rush out of finding something that my fellow antique
buddies don't have." answered John.
"Well I think you came to the right place
John," replied the old man.
"How do you know my name? I really don't, I
just got lucky and guessed the right name," laughed the old man.
John got up from the table and looked out the window
and said, "It looks like the rain has stopped. I really need to get back
soon before the rain starts pouring down again."
"Follow me behind the curtain at the back of
the store. That's where I keep my rarest and most valued antiques. I'm sure
there is something you will like," replied the old man with a smile on his
John followed the old man behind the curtain and the
old man said, "Since you are looking for something your antique collecting
buddies wouldn't dare think to collect, this is what you need to complete your
"This is what I've been looking for, you've got
to be kidding me," replied John as he laughed.
"Don't be so quick to think this is some kind
of joke," exclaimed the old man.
"A clown costume, I'm not sure this is
something I need to complete my collection," answered John.
"This is no ordinary clown costume. This clown
costume dates back to the mid eighteen hundreds. Let me tell you the story
about how the clown costume is so rare and worth collecting. A man by the name
of Henry Smith loved dressing up like a clown and putting on parties for the
children that lived in his town. When Henry returned home from the parties, his
wife would badger him about how much of a loser he was and being a clown
doesn't put food on the table. Henry began drinking heavily and would show up
drunk at the children’s parties. When the children told their parents that
Henry would stagger around at their party and take a drink from an unknown
container and asked what he was drinking, Henry would say "Its only water."
When the parents would question Henry about their
children seeing him staggering around and drinking from a metal container Henry
made up a story that his right leg was partially paralyzed and his metal
container was just water he was drinking.
Henry's wife was noticing a change in Henry's behavior.
When she confronted him, he just told her to mind her own business. I know you
need to get back before more rain sets in so I'll go ahead and shorten the rest
of the story. According to the sheriff that captured Henry riding his horse
down dead man's trail in his clown costume the sheriff shot Henry in the
shoulder and he fell off his horse. Then the sheriff got off his horse and came
over to Henry and said, "For what you have done, I sentence you to be
hanged." The sheriff shot Henry in both legs so he wouldn't try to escape.
The sheriff went over to a tree next to where Henry's wounded body lay and
threw his lasso over a tree branch. He went over and picked up Henry's weak
body and sat him on his horse next to the tree and slipped the rope around his neck.
Then he kicked the horse and the horse took off running. Henry slid off the
horse swinging back and forth trying to free himself as the life was being
choked out of him from the noose around his neck.
The sheriff said, "It was one thing when you
killed your wife, but when you killed your children no trial was needed. I felt
the whole town would agree on my sentencing you to death by hanging."
The old man said, "What do you think of the
story I just told you."
John replied, "That was some kind of story. It
really is a sad one, but that makes this clown costume that much more worth
"Here, now take it, and run along and put it to
good use. But there is one thing about this costume that has another legend
behind it," said the old man.
"What's that?" asked John.
"The sheriff and his men cut off Henry's head
and buried his body with his costume still on.
Legend has it that some of the town’s people
reported seeing a headless clown with a knife in one hand and in the other hand
a basket full of severed heads. The clown would knock on neighbors’ doors. If
someone answers their door the headless clown would cut their head off and the
clown would put their head in his basket. The townspeople thought it was the
clown’s way of seeking revenge for not having a fair trial for killing his
House Attractions on Halloween that have people made up to be scary looking to
scare us even though it is all fake, and we know it, but we don't care we just
want to be scared. Meet Henry Adams he loves going to haunted attractions, but
was getting bored and not scared anymore, so he decided he was going to make
his own Haunted attraction that would be to die for literally. Henry wanted to
be the envy of all Halloween attractions and he is going to do it in a deadly
way. Henry knew if he was going to pull this off it had to be done in a big
way. Halloween was just a couple months away, and he had to think of something
special to do that would alleviate his loneliness in the dilapidated Mansion
out in the country where he was living all alone. Then out of the blue he said,
"I know just the perfect thing to do this Halloween, and that would be to
turn my mansion into a real life Haunted Mansion, but this has to be the real
thing not just a bunch of props.
That night as Henry was
daydreaming about what to do on his couch he wasn't about to doze off because
if he did he probably would forget. Henry immediately got off the couch, and
turned on the light, and got a piece of paper to write down his thoughts, and
act on them in the morning. After about an hour, and nonstop writing Henry
finally passed out on the couch with a beer in one hand, and the paper he was
writing down his thoughts on was lying on his chest. The beer Henry had in his
hand dropped to the floor spilling everywhere, but Henry was fast asleep and
didn't hear a thing.
Morning finally arrived and
Henry awoke to the sunlight beaming through the living room window. Henry wiped
his eyes and grabbed his paper full of ideas then stepped down off the couch
into a pool of beer getting his socks soaking wet. Henry said, "I must
have really been out of it last night." Then he went over to the kitchen
to get a towel and clean up the spilled beer. He made himself some breakfast
and sat at the kitchen table going over his ideas. When he was through eating
his breakfast he got on his clothes, and took his to do list with him then got
in his car eager to get the things he needed to turn his Mansion into a real
life Haunted Mansion.
Henry went into town to the
Halloween store for a fog machine to give his yard the kind of look that you
would see in scary movies. He also got things from the Halloween store such as
spooky music, strobe lights, black lights and cob webs. Henry was excited to
see his fantasy unfolding right in front of him.
had just recently moved back to Germany on Bill's parent's farm due to their
passing. Little did Bill and his wife know that the lake on his parent's farm
contained a small army of Nazi soldier's that met their fate during World War
II on the farm, and that their final resting place was at the bottom of the
lake Bill's father never told his son about the dead Nazi soldiers in his lake
because he didn't want him to have nightmares, but days after moving into his
parent's farm Bill noticed a green foam on the surface of the lake, and decided
to call the water department to see if it was something out of the ordinary.
The water department said it was probably because of an overabundance of algae
and not to be concerned. As the days wore on, and the green foam was covering
most of the lake Bill decided to call one of his good friends that was a
scientist to have him come out, and get to the bottom of this green substance
because the water department wasn't too concerned about Bill's problem.
The next day Bill's friend
Steve Kliner the scientist brought his testing equipment to test the lake
water. Bill said "Steve how long do you think it will take to find out
what the cause of this green substance is?"
Steve answered, "I
should know something this evening when I run all the tests?"
Bill had no idea the chemicals that Steve was about to
pour into the lake would unleash something evil that had been lying dormant for
fifty years at the bottom of the lake.
Johnny and his new bride Marie were so excited that the wedding bells were going to ring at seven pm that night and couldn’t wait to arrive at their honeymoon destination after the wedding, but their wedding bliss was about to turn into wedding sadness.
After the wedding was over and the two newlyweds got into their car heading to the airport to their honeymoon destination it started raining and lightning causing Johnny’s visibility of the road very difficult to judge the center lines, but the two newlyweds were too in love and not really paying close attention to their surroundings. Marie sat close to Johnny sharing kisses together as their car barreled down the road. The moment their lips touched another car on the other side of the road lost control and hit them head on causing Johnny’s bride to be ejected from the car because she wasn’t buckled in her seat. Marie went head first through their cars windshield and passed through the windshield of the other car that hit them head on killing her instantly.Johnny jumped out of his car in hopes his beautiful bride was still alive
can be an advantage if you do something wrong. It all started with small things
like the family pet. One day when Susie was out walking the dog, she wanted to
see if she could get away with killing the dog. Susie took the dog about twenty
feet in front of the edge of a cliff deep within the woods in back of her house
and threw a stick and told the dog to go fetch it. The dog did as asked and
went over the edge of the cliff to its death.
Susie thought this was really cool, but Susie didn't realize killing
things isn't such a cool thing to do. Susie was such a likeable person who had
many friends, but Susie was getting pretty bored with their company and never
forgot about the rush she got when she watched her dog run off the edge of the
cliff to its death. Susie was ready to
test the waters of death on her friends. Susie invited three of her closest friends
over for a sleep over.
started life off with three strikes against him. He was born on a sacrificial
altar that his mother was sacrificed on during a Satanic Ritual. Jason's father
was the leader of the satanic cult known as “Satan’s 7 Demon Knights” that were
conducting the ritual. Jason's mother was being sacrificed because she wanted
out of her husband's satanic cult. Jason's father raised the sacrificial knife
and drove it through his wife's heart as she screamed in agony. As her blood
dripped off of the sacrificial altar, Jason's father cut open her belly reached
inside and pulled his newborn baby son out and dipped his finger in his wife's
blood. Then Jason's father drew a pentagram on his son's forehead and proceeded
to read some verses of the satanic bible to welcome his son into his cult,
Satan’s 7 Demon Knights. Jason had no idea he was going to be molded into one
of the most evil men this town has ever known.
the 13th and play the Dare game at a cemetery that dates back to the nineteenth
century, in the woods behind Tim's house. But, when they got together this
coming Friday the 13th, which was only two days away, their game was
about to take a fatal turn for them all.
Finally, their long awaited fun filled night of Dare
came, and they were all excited to get together as they always have for the past
five years. Tim called Susan and Brian on the phone and told them to be at his
house by 7pm. He also said they would all set out into the woods to camp out at
the cemetery. Susan and Brian showed up right on time. Brian said "Tim, I
wouldn't miss this for the world. We've all been best of friends for as long as
I can remember and meeting here to play the Dare game at the cemetery is so
hunger for fame. The camera Delbert used was a cheap Kodak instamatic. You can
see why Delbert dreamed of owning a Nikon like his rich friend Michael. Michael
would let his friend Delbert develop his pictures in his dark room while he was
developing his own. Delbert really envied Michael's photographs and would often
close his eyes and day dream about being a famous photographer some day.
Delbert was only fifteen years old. He
wasn't old enough to get a job like his friend Michael and bring in a big paycheck.
As Michael was puffing on his cigarette in the dark
room developing his film beside Delbert, Michael would often make remarks about
Delbert's photographs and tell him if he wants to take pictures like him he
needs to throw that cheap camera in the trash and buy one like his. Delbert
replied with a lump in his throat "You know I don't have a job and my
parents wouldn't even consider buying me a camera such as yours."
Michael replied back saying, "You know
something Delbert, either you get a good quality camera or I'm going to ask you
to stop developing your photographs in my dark room. Your photographs are
Delbert answered back in a sad tone of voice,
"That wasn't a very nice thing to say to your friend."
"I know, but it’s the truth and sometimes the
truth hurts," exclaimed Michael.
"Well let me tell you something Michael, I'm
going to own a camera like yours someday and when I do you'll be jealous of
me," said Delbert in a stern voice.
Delbert took his instamatic camera and photographs
with him and told Michael he wouldn't be back to see him until he found that
special camera. Michael just laughed and said to Delbert," Looks like I'll
be in the old folks home when that happens."
Delbert exited the dark room and slammed the door
behind him, walked home and threw his instamatic camera at his bedroom wall.
Delbert said, "What have I done, now I don't have a camera. What am I
going to do now?"
Delbert sat on his bed crying because he knew he had
no way of replacing the instamatic camera he just broke. Delbert made up a
story about how the camera broke, but his father just laughed and said,"
Are you out of your mind. You'll be able to get a job in about a year then you
can buy yourself a new camera."
Delbert's father turned away and told Delbert he
didn't want to hear any whining about how I should buy you a new camera.
Delbert yelled at his father saying," But Dad it was an accident."
Delbert's father turned back around and kicked him in his rear end and slammed
the door behind him. Delbert lied down on his bed and cried his eyes out the
rest of the night.
Morning came and Delbert wiped the remaining tears
from his cheeks. Delbert took a deep breath and said a prayer. Delbert decided
instead of lying in bed all day sulking about why his friend Michael would be
saying I told you so. Delbert got dressed and grabbed an apple from the kitchen
and a soda headed down the road on foot in search of that special camera. As Delbert was walking around the town square
he came across an Antique shop that had an old bellows camera in the display
window. Delbert said to himself, "If I could just have that camera I bet
it would take better pictures than Michael's." Delbert slumped over with
tears again flowing down his cheeks knowing in reality there was no way he could
afford such a beautiful camera. Just as Delbert was walking past the Antique
shop, an old man opened the door and came up to Delbert and said, "I
noticed you were looking at that old camera in the window as if it belonged to
Delbert answered, "Yes, Sir, I was only
wishing. I knew in my heart I could not afford such a beautiful camera.
Besides, I don't even have a job or any money to give you and my father told me
the only way I could buy a new camera was to get a job next year. By that time
your camera would be gone and I would be heartbroken once more. Well I better
be on my way, because if I don't get home soon my dad is going to whoop
"Not so fast!” the old man said in a tender
voice. I've never had anyone come by my shop and want any of my antiques like
you have. I tell you what if you really want the camera it’s yours to keep.
Don't worry about the money your money is no good to me. There's only one
condition. Bring me a copy of the photos you take. I have a scrap book that I
would like to place them in. That's all I ask of you. What do you say?"
Delbert answered back eagerly, "Yes, Sir,
Delbert started crying because his prayer had been answered.
popular game in the parlor's which consisted of a board of wood with a pencil
attached and two wheels. Then the curious players would place the tips of their
fingers on the board of wood and if they were lucky the spirits would guide the
movement of hands creating words on the paper directly underneath the board.
Now that we know the meaning of the word, Planchette this is where the
Karen Viselli and John Deadman were curious about
the Legend of the Talbot family's misfortune surrounding the game Planchette
that became a family tradition on stormy nights. But their family tradition was
about to take a tragic turn for the worse that would cause each family member
to have to pay with their own lives for conjuring up a demonic presence.
Karen and John were both determined to find the
Planchette game that was used at the Talbot's Mansion, but no one has ever been
able to find where the game may have been hidden all of those years.
time sleeping at night because of what lies beyond his backyard in the woods.
Jimmy would be even more scared at night when it was storming outside. He would
get out of bed, and go over to the window, and be able to get a glimpse of the
cemetery because of the lightning. He could see the old wooden fence that was
barely standing, that surrounded the crypt, and a few broken tombstones, but
felt safe if he left the light on in his room, and the curtain closed.
One day when he was playing in his backyard he threw
a rock at the crypt and said, "Wake up you bunch of lazy dead people. All
you do is sleep all day and night. I wish someone would destroy the cemetery so
I wouldn’t have nightmares anymore." Then as he was heading out of the
woods he thought he seen a man coming out of the crypt, and could have sworn he
heard his name called. Jimmy didn't wait around to see if it was just his
imagination playing tricks on him. He ran as fast as he could to tell his
parents what he saw. Jimmy's mother and father laughed and his father said,
"There's nothing in that cemetery, but some old broken tombstones. If it
will make you feel any better, I'll go with you, and check it out, and you'll
see you're just imaging things."
"Thanks dad," replied Jimmy.
Jimmy and his father went back to the cemetery and
found nothing, but just as they were heading back to their house the creaky
door to the crypt opened, and Jimmy turned his head around, and said,
"Look father the door to the crypt is open, by the time his father turned
around to look the door shut. Jimmy's father said, "You need to stop this
Jimmy said, "I'm sorry, maybe you're right my
mind is playing tricks on me."
stolen money he used from the banks he robbed in another state. The mansion was
fully furnished with medieval torture devices kept down in the basement of the
mansion. He had a plan to pose as a doctor and lure doctors from the local
hospital and have parties at his mansion to show off his collection of medieval
torture devices to his guests. Sometimes he would put his guests in the devices
and take their pictures to put in his photo album.
One day he decided he would have an all night poker
game at his mansion on Halloween. Dr. Worthington called some of the doctors he
got acquainted with at the hospital to see if they were interested. He was able
to talk Dr. Brown, Dr. Stevens and Dr. Tarington, into playing. He told them to
dress in costumes, because it was Halloween.
Halloween finally arrived and Dr. Worthington went
all out on decorating the mansion with Halloween decorations. They all showed
up around 10pm. It was storming outside which only made Halloween night that
much more special. The only thing his doctor friends weren't aware of when they
showed up to play poker was Dr. Worthington was a sore loser and a thief. He
also wasn't a real doctor, and the mansion was bought from money he stole from
banks he robbed. Dr. Worthington was a smooth talker and a very likeable person
and everyone he came in contact with believed his lies.
Dr. Worthington welcomed his guests to his
mansion. When they all entered, the front door slammed and locked behind them.
funeral parlor, but Charlie was getting pretty bored talking to the dead every
day and not getting any response. So one day he decided he would pick up
someone at the local pub. Put something in their drink and drive them back to
the funeral parlor. Then he would place them in a casket with a glass top so he
could see their face and talk to them. When his drugged victims woke up they
weren't too happy to be hanging out at the Edwards Funeral Parlor as Charlie
Edwards’ entertainment. Charlie didn't
care what they thought because being able to talk to a live person meant
everything to Charlie. Charlie would get the same response from the people he
drugged. They would plea for Charlie to let them go. Some would offer him money,
you name it, but that wasn't his intentions. Charlie was just lonely and sick
and tired of talking to a bunch of stiffs. Charlie would try to console the
person he held captive, but that was no use. Charlie decided if they didn't cooperate he
would take them out back to the cemetery and bury them alive for not
Charlie’s little escapade went on for several months
until one of his victims persuaded him to let them out. But that was a bad idea
the victim tried to overpower Charlie, but Charlie just pulled out his switch
blade knife out of his pocket and stabbed them in the neck. Charlie decided
from now on that wasn't going to happen again.
As the months went by and the body count piled up in
the cemetery Charlie was getting bored again and decided to stop bringing
people back to the cemetery to bury alive. Charlie’s victims he buried alive,
wasn't so forgiving.
One stormy night when Charlie was alone in the funeral
parlor eating a sandwich and combing the hair of a dead person in their casket.
The lights started flickering on and off because of the storm. Charlie thought he heard a noise coming from
outside the funeral parlor. Charlie said to himself, “It sounds like an angry
mob of people.” But Charlie just brushed it off and said, “It must be the storm
playing with my imagination.” Charlie
just shrugged it off as just his imagination playing tricks on him. He started
back combing the dead person’s hair and was more concerned with making sure the
dead person looked their best for their funeral in the morning. Then all of a
sudden the people Charlie drugged and buried alive in the cemetery were back
and ready to take Charlie to the cemetery out back to be buried alive.
Charlie said, "What's that noise? It must be
Then the door burst open and Charlie dropped his
sandwich on the floor as his eyes flew wide open.
Dan and Brenda Stevens finally planned a night out without the kids, and were able to find a babysitter at the last minute. Brenda's friend Karen's daughter Susan happened to be free for the evening because her boyfriend was sick, so instead of being stuck home all night with nothing to do her mother suggested she babysit her friend Brenda's kids, and make a little extra money. Susan was happy to earn some easy money for a couple hours.
Susan got ready, and said goodbye to her mother, and drove on to the Steven's house for what she thought would a quiet night, and some easy babysitting money. Instead, it was going to be a night of terror.
Susan finally arrived at the Steven's house as the rain was pouring down.
Susan knocked on the Steven's door, and Dan and Brenda greeted her, and told her after she puts the kids to bed she could watch TV in their bedroom because the TV in the living room wasn't working.
Susan said, "No problem," and told them to have a good time, and not to worry about the kids she would take good care of them.
The Steven's ran out in the pouring rain to their car, and drove to a restaurant that her husband picked out.
Susan played a few games with the kids and said, "Well, it's eight o'clock and time for bed. Susan read a bedtime story to the kids and said goodnight to them, turned out their bedroom light then got a soda out of the refrigerator, and went back upstairs to watch TV until the Steven's returned from their dinner date.
Susan sat down and turned on the remote to the TV, and flipped through the channels, and popped the top of her soda can, and just as she touched her lips on the soda can to take a drink she said to herself, "That's odd what is a creepy looking clown statue doing in their bedroom. It doesn't even look like it belongs here."
The Clown Statue written by Drac Von Stoller has been transformed into a short film that will be released during the Halloween season in 2015.
searching many months for their dream home out in the country because the city
life just wasn't their cup of tea. Then just as they were about to give up
there was a sign next to a gravel road that said "Sudden death in the family
caused our beautiful home to be put up for sale, please don't pass up this
great deal of a lifetime."
"John turn here maybe
this is what we've been searching for," replied his wife.
"Are you sure, this
gravel road looks long and it's beginning to storm, why don't we just go home
and try in the morning when the weather is better," said her tired
"We're already here, we
may as well check it out and get out of this rain, besides the rain will
probably let up by the time we're through looking at the house," Mary
asked in a reassuring tone of voice.
"Fine, you win, let's
check it out," said her frustrated husband.
John drove on up the muddy
gravel road as the storm got more intense and could barely see the house
because of the rain, his car inched closer to the front of the house.
John and Mary's son chimed in
and said "Mom! Dad! Look over there?"
"Look at what?"
said his mother.
"There's a man walking
in the front door with an ax," said Billy in a frightened voice.
"I don't see anyone
Billy, you must be imagining things," replied his mother.
"I'm not imagining
things, I saw a man entering the house," said Billy frustratingly.
John put the car in park, and
everyone got out of the car, and ran to the front door under the awning to keep
out of the rain.
"John, look there's an
envelope sticking out of the door," exclaimed his wife.
She opened the envelope and
read the letter inside, "John the letter says enclosed inside this
envelope is the keys to the house and a contract. Just sign the contract and
place a certified check in the amount of $25,000 in the self-addressed
sufficiently stamped envelope and this beautiful home is yours."
"John, there has to be
something wrong with this house," exclaimed his wife.
"Let's get in out of the
rain," said Mary in an anxious voice.
The Blevins family opened the
front door, and went inside, and Mary said "The furniture is still here, I
wonder why they didn't take it with them?"
"Maybe, the death in the
family was too traumatic and they'll be back to pick it up at the end of the
week," explained John.
John placed the envelope on
the table, but Mary was too excited about seeing the house to read on and see
that the family left suddenly and had no intentions of coming back for anything
in the house. The rest of the letter said p.s. the house is haunted.
After the Blevins family were
through checking out the house and they were back in their car Billy looked at
the front door through the passenger window and said "Mom! Dad! There's
that man again waiving an ax in the air and holding a woman's head in his
because he was an outcast with his classmates at school. Billie stood about
four feet nine inches tall with jet black hair and a lisp when he would
talk. Billie always dreamed about being Class President one day and even
his ultimate dream was to be the President of the United States of
America but that was stretching it a bit too far. Billie never stood up
for himself . He would just suppress his feelings but we all know that's not healthy
to bottle up your anger.
As Billie was
finishing out his senior year at Ragsdale High School, Billie’s classmates
invited him to a Graduation party at Darren's house as a peace offering for all
the bad deeds that were done to him during his school years. Billie had no idea
this wasn't a peace offering, it was just another trick that would cause
Billie to want to get even with his classmates. His classmates didn't know they
were about to unleash an evil force that would be their last trick that they
would ever play on anyone again.
Billie was so excited to go to the party and have a
good time and put all the pranks behind him. Boy was he in for a big
surprise. Billie showed up right on time dressed in his cap and gown and ready
to party before graduation that would begin in about three hours. As Billie
knocked on the door he could hear the laughter and music that was coming from
inside the house, but the laughter was about the prank that the classmates
would be playing on Billie.
The door opened and Billie stepped inside ready
to party. Everyone was so nice to Billie and telling him how nice he looked and
congratulating him on graduating in the top ten of his class. Darren the main
prankster of the whole bunch took Billie over to get some punch and cake to
eat. The punch that Billie was about to drink was laced with enough sleeping
pills to knock him out for a solid hour so the classmates could carry on the
his family had just gotten back from their vacation when they received a phone
call from Darren's Aunt Matilda.
Matilda said, “your Uncle Henry was found dead in the wine
cellar. I really need
you to come by the mansion and help me straighten out my affairs. You are the
only one I can trust with this matter. I hope your family doesn't mind if you
come stay with me for a while until I get this all sorted out."
talk it over with my wife tonight, and I don't anticipate any problems,” Darren
replied. “Just get some rest, and I'll be there in the morning to start the
“I feel so
much better knowing that you'll be helping me out. I know your Uncle
Henry would've wanted it that way,” said Matilda. “Henry was always proud of
your accomplishments. He cared about you so much that he wanted you to have the
mansion should he ever leave us. What do you think about that Darren?”
Darren had a chance to reply she interjected, “Before you say a word, there are
no living relatives besides you and I, and we both know that my age and my
health would not allow me to take on the huge task of making sure the mansion
is in tip top shape. Your family belongs here. I know this place has a horrid
past, but maybe you and your family can bring many years of happiness to it.”
She paused for a moment, “Your Uncle should've
never gotten mixed up in the occult with his father Merlin. Henry said that if
we were to get married someday he would give up his father's wicked ways. I was
so naïve and in love with him… I didn't see the secrets that he kept from me,
until it was too late.
death of your uncle, I have now discovered hidden passages in some of the rooms
that I never knew existed. The
Red Room on the east side has a large pentagram in
the middle of the floor and a table with blood stains on it—where I assume was
used for human sacrifices. I also noticed when I touched the walls, there was
heavy padding covering them, and the door was thick with blood. I would imagine
the padding was done to sound proof the room so that if any visitors came by
and happened to pass the Red Room, they wouldn't be able to hear any screams.”
She hesitated. "Darren, you're not going
to believe this, but I found a diary Henry was keeping about the rituals that
took place inside the Red
Room… including all the gory details. The number of
people that died inside that room is inconceivable… I just can't believe I knew
nothing about what went on.
“I did notice that the door was always kept
locked. But whenever I would ask the maid, she would tell me that it was locked
because Henry and his father were working on a break through invention.
Apparently it would bring the family a great fortune and they didn't want
anyone to steal their secret.
being the naïve person that I was, I just left it at that and never brought it
up again. If only I would have been the kind of wife that knew all of her
husband's business, I might have been able to stop my husband from getting
involved and moved away from this horrid mansion. My husband may still be alive
composed herself and continued.
is done. Now that Henry's father is gone too, there is no one to carry on their
murderess deeds. It's all up to you, Darren, to destroy any remaining books,
diaries, and anything else that could conjure up an evil presence. Please
hurry, I can't bear to spend another night alone in this place!”
the next flight to Savannah, I promise,” Darren said, trying to comfort his
hear her breathe a sigh of relief. “Oh, that sounds wonderful! Thank you…” Her
tone then turned somber. “Listen… Henry always was very
protective of you. This was because he knew that you were the only true heir to
the mansion. You had no idea—no one did—that your uncle had planned for you to
take his place.
when you were a little boy, Henry would enter the Red Room as
you slept and perform certain rituals that went unnoticed until his passing. I
only know now because of his diary. It was written on the very last page, as if
the process was complete and it was your destiny to take over.”
chuckled a bit, “Matilda, there is no way my uncle would have the power to
choose another human being’s destiny! This is all hogwash, and that's all it
can be. I'll prove it to you when I arrive! We'll go through each room in the
mansion, and I'll read all of his writings to show you that it's all just
words. There is no way there is any truth to any of this.”
murders were committed in the Red
Room, Darren. I have seen the blood,” Matilda
shrugged it off, “Please get some rest. I'll be there before noon tomorrow, and
I'll put all your fears to rest once and for all.”
took his advice and tried to sleep it off. It only took about an hour before
she had fallen into a deep sleep. Suddenly Matilda's bed began shaking
violently and she could hear screams coming from the Red Room. The
voices of Henry and his father were telling her she would die before sunset.
jumped out of bed and ran to the door only to find that it was locked. She
screamed and beat on the door, hoping that the maid would hear her. Little did
she know, the maid had already met her end.
Henry's ghost came into her room and summoned her to the Red Room. The
maid’s will wasn't strong enough to resist his force. She rose from her bed and
followed the voice to the Red Room. Henry and
his father Merlin were waiting for her there.
flowing down Matilda’s cheeks and her body was trembling as she lay
in her bed. All she wanted was to run out of her room and out of the mansion,
but her fate was already sealed. She took a deep breath and repeated to
herself, “There are no ghosts in this place…there are no ghosts in this
place...there are no ghosts in this place…"
All of a
sudden, the room grew silent. She slowly approached the door and turned the
knob. The door opened without hesitation. Matilda slowly stepped out of her
room and started walking towards the Red Room. As
she inched closer, her heart was beating out of her chest. She knew that if she
could make it past this room, she could run down the stairs and out the door
and never return.
Henry and Merlin could not allow the authorities to find out their secrets.
Just as Matilda's foot was dead center of the Red Room, the
door flew open. Matilda screamed at the top of her lungs and tried to run, but
it was as though someone was holding her back. Matilda was frozen with fear and
bewilderment. She had really thought she could make it to the front door and
never return to the mansion again. Matilda's eyes were blinded by a bright
light coming from the Red Room. A strong force
whipped Matilda's frozen body into the room and slammed the door behind her.
She was never heard from again.
a cursed family when the tales of Fairies were very much real and feared among
many Irish families abroad. Since Patrick and Sophie only knew of the
tales that were told by their parents and were not directly affected by
the superstitions, they didn't really believe in any of them. Patrick
and Sophie would joke at times about the evil fairies that lived in
the forts just miles from where they lived. The children's father
would tell bedtime stories to their three children Seamus, Niall and
Aine. The children often had nightmares about fairies taking their souls
and coming back as a changeling to torment their family then die
shortly thereafter with their parents never realizing that it isn't their
children got a little older their fear of fairies seem to fade. One day
the children got the courage up to take a trip to the fairies fort to put their
fears to rest about these evil fairy tales their parent's told them when
they were too young to distinguish between fantasy and reality. Seamus was
the older of the three children and the bravest so it was evident that he would
be the one to lead them through the evil fairies fort. Aine was the youngest and the
most frightened but she knew her older brothers would take good care to
not let anything harm her. The children proceeded to sneak out of the
house when their mother Sophie stopped them dead in their tracks and said
"Where do you children think you're going." The children replied
"to ride our bikes through the trails and we'll make sure we get
back before sundown." The mother said "please be careful and you
better all be back for dinner." Seamus said "Don't worry Mum we'll be
right on time for dinner that's a promise." "Ok, now hurry along,
I've made cookies and hot apple pie for dessert said Sophie." The children got on their bikes and peddled
into the woods and waited for their mother to go inside the house. Seamus said
"think the coast is clear." So, they quietly pushed their bikes
back out of the woods to the side of their house and one by one slowly
rode their bikes to the street and took off as fast as they could
pedal down the road to the evil fairies fort.
Finally, after about an hour of riding down the road
they reached their destiny, the evil fairies fort. "There really is
such a place said Niall. Look at this place, it is really creepy looking, I
wouldn't want to live here said Aine." "Well since we're here
who wants to go in first said Seamus." "I do, said Niall." Niall
entered into the fort and immediately felt like he was being watched by someone
other than his sister and brother. "Is anyone feeling what I'm
feeling right now said Niall." Aine and Seamus laughed at
Niall."All I feel is a cool breeze, nothing unusual said
Seamus."Aine said "Niall don't talk like that, you know I
scare very easily." "No, I'm not kidding I really felt like
someone is watching me, said Niall." "I want to go home said
Aine." "Oh, it's probably nothing let's just stick close
together and not separate from one another said Seamus." Seamus said
"I don't believe this is really a fairies fort." Seamus found a metal
pipe, started shouting and swinging his metal
pipe with great force, desecrating the evil fairies fort. Seamus was in for a big surprise, each swing
of the metal pipe against the fort just angered the fairies even more. The
fairies seen enough and it was time to teach these kids a lesson that will be
All of a sudden there was a blinding light so
bright it lit up the whole fort. The children couldn't find their way out
and they were frozen with fear. All the children could hear was the evil fairies voice telling
them their souls were being taken right before their very eyes and when
they return to their home they will be changelings.
love that would be the envy of any couple. Tom and Virginia would sneak out of
their houses and meet at their favorite place to gaze at the stars and share an
evening of passion. Their secret place to rendezvous was this old wooden bridge
known as the Old Mill Bridge that was in the middle of nowhere. It was so quiet
that you could hear a pin drop. Any passionate noises that came from both of
them would go unnoticed. Not many of the town’s people would travel down to the
Old Mill Bridge because the bridge was deemed unsafe and could collapse at any
time. There was a sign next to the bridge that read "Beware Not Safe for
Tom and Virginia were so in love with each
other. They both knew there love was a
forbidden love. In the back of their minds, they knew if their secret got out
they would be dead. But their love was way too strong to let go. They didn't
have to worry about getting caught because this would be the last time they
would get to share a passionate kiss together.
always dreamed of being an aspiring author that would make him the envy of
every horror fiction writer. Daniel was an avid horror reader that knew every
character in his books. Daniel loved to show off to his friends about how much
he knew about the characters he read about in his books. Daniel's life was
about to change very soon. Daniel liked to read his horror books down in the
family crypt. Daniel would say to himself "If I'm going to be a famous
author what better place for me to be inspired, the family crypt. Daniel would
spend hours down in the family crypt reading book after book until his eyes
were too heavy to see what he was reading.
One night when the wind was blowing and the trees were swaying back and forth
Daniel felt inspired and told his parent's that he wanted to spend the night in
the family crypt. Daniel's parent's weren't big horror fans, but if Daniel
feels that spending the night in the family crypt will inspire him to write,
then so be it. Daniel thanked his parent's for being so understanding. Daniel's
parent's packed him some food and gave him a lantern and sleeping pack so he
would be comfortable during the night. Daniel's father walked with him to the
family crypt so he could make sure Daniel was safe.
hundred acre farm with plenty of livestock to keep their family's lifestyle
above everyone else in town. Johnny Walker stood six feet six inches tall but
was as gentle as a kitten. Johnny's wife Elizabeth was by far the prettiest
woman around. The Walker's had two beautiful children Sarah and Jimmy. The
children grew up fast because their father was an ex-marine in the Vietnam War
and believed in hard work and didn't want to raise lazy children on his farm.
Johnny was the town’s butcher, always happy to
supply their town with the best meat around. Local farmers would drive for
miles just to get in on Johnny's secret, but Johnny wasn't about to give up his
secret to no one.
Johnny's wife, Elizabeth, was Eadendale’s Elementary
school teacher. She taught math to first graders. Elizabeth loved her job
teaching children to be all they can be. Elizabeth hoped the children she
taught would grow up to be teachers some day and instill values she taught
Sarah and Jimmy would work after school on their
father's farm whatever little they could do to help their father out. Johnny
would teach his children how to plant, kill chickens, and tend to the cattle on
the farm. Johnny would tell his children, "If I sat around all day long
hoping the corn would grow and that we would always have food on the table, we
would all starve to death. Johnny Walker's children had a good foundation to
grow up and be all they can be in whatever obstacles came their way.
Johnny Walker's farm had been hit with a serious
drought. The Walker family’s farm was facing hard times and their recovery
wouldn't be swift. The Walker family lost most of their cattle and corn, so
times were getting even harder. Johnny thought next season would be a better
one but it was the roughest year than the year before. Tension was building
between Johnny and his wife, Elizabeth. They argued constantly over money.
Elizabeth wanted Johnny to give up the farm so they could survive but Johnny
was too hard headed for that.
One night Elizabeth had all she could take from
Johnny yelling at her. When she got home from a hard day at work all Elizabeth
would see is Johnny sitting at the kitchen table with a bottle of whiskey in
his hand and slurring his speech.
Elizabeth said, "That's it, I'm going out and
don't wait up for me."
"Don't worry, I won't," said a drunken
As Elizabeth slammed the door behind her, Johnny
threw the bottle of whiskey at the door shattering the bottle into a million
Johnny said, "Don't come back."
Johnny passed out on the kitchen table. Sarah and Jimmy
came out of their rooms crying and came up to the kitchen table where their
father was passed out trying to console him.
Johnny said, "Why don't you kids go to your
rooms. I'll be alright. I'll come get you both in a few minutes and take you
out to the stable and we’ll ride horses to take our mind off of things."
The children returned to their rooms while their daddy cleaned up to take them
horseback riding. Johnny knocked on Sarah and Jimmy's door telling them it's
time to go horseback riding. Jimmy and Sarah had a great time riding horses
with their dad.
"Kids, it's getting late I think we need to
bring the horses back to the stable and turn in for the night. I'll read you
both a bed time story," said Johnny. Johnny read Sarah and Jimmy a bedtime
story and kissed them goodnight. Then Johnny got in his truck and headed to the
liquor store to get a new bottle of whiskey to drown out his sorrows. Johnny
drank well into the night waiting to see when his beautiful wife Elizabeth
would be returning home. Elizabeth finally arrived at around 3:00 am in the
Johnny said, "Where have you been."
"None of your business," said Elizabeth.
Johnny grabbed Elizabeth by the arm and said,
"What do you mean none of my business. You're my wife."
Johnny and Elizabeth got into a struggle and Johnny
slapped Elizabeth's face. Elizabeth broke free and ran to her room crying.
Saying, "Why did I come back he doesn't really love me anyway."
Johnny knocked on her door trying to get in but the
door was locked. Johnny pleaded with her to open the door but she said,
"Get away!! Leave me alone!"
Johnny turned away and headed to the living room
with his bottle of whiskey to drown away his problems. Somehow the whiskey
wasn't doing the trick but Johnny was too far gone and too addicted to stop
Morning came. Johnny was sprawled out on the couch
snoring like a freight train with an empty bottle of whiskey lying next to his
chest. Elizabeth got the children ready for school and left for work. Sarah and
Jimmy were scared their father might hurt them because of his sickness.
Their father reassured them he would never lay a
hand on them and he was very sorry he hit their mother. Johnny got himself
cleaned up and got himself a job at the local diner to show his wife he was
serious about their relationship. Elizabeth seemed to be happy once more and
things were looking brighter for their marriage but all it took was Johnny's
lips to touch the tip of the whiskey bottle and things were back like they were
once before. This time Johnny was drinking all day long and Elizabeth was
hitting the bars looking for any man that would give her the attention she
wasn't getting at home from her husband Johnny.
The skies were red as fire and the oceans and seas ran deep with blood. The
Devil liked what he created, so he created a demon called Beelzebub, meaning
"Prince of Demons" in his likeness and set him out into the world to
enjoy the Hell that was created. The Devil explained to Beelzebub
"whatever you do don’t eat the fruit from the Garden of
Hell."Beelzebub replied “why master, it looks tasty.” The Devil answered,
“If you do, you won’t see the wonderful Hell that I have created for you. Just
to make sure you don’t eat of the tree, I have created Gargoyles to guard the
tree so you won’t be tempted.”
Everything was going well until Beelzebub was
feeling lonely and wanted companionship. Beelzebub asked the Devil "Is
there any way you could create someone to keep me company while I enjoy this
Hell you have created." "If this will make Hell better for you then
so be it. I will make a female as your companion. I will name her Mania, which
means Goddes of Hell. She will bare demon children for you both to bring up in
this Hell I have created for you. Now go into Hell and have yourselves a Hell
of a time," said the Devil.
before George left work for the day, George received a call from a distant
relative telling him he was the sole heir of his great grandfather's castle in
"Wow, I've always dreamed of living in a castle ever since I was
a little boy. This will give me time to work on my new novel about a
haunted castle. I can't wait to tell Henrietta and the kids about our new found
riches. We will have to leave by the end of the week to be in time for the
reading of the will and sign all the appropriate documents," he said
"I'm sorry about such short notice," George explained to his boss,
"but I have to be at the reading of the will or I will have to
forfeit my inheritance."
"You know if you leave, your job will no longer be here if you
decide to come back," the boss replied sternly.
"Yes, I know," George said resolutely, "but this is my calling,
and I'm not going to let this chance of a lifetime pass me by."
"Well good luck to you and your family with your new found
fortune," the boss said rather dryly.
George cleared everything off of his desk and put it in a box. He grabbed
his coat, shook his boss's hand, and told him he would write soon to let
him know how things were going. George loaded his box of things from his
desk into the trunk of the car and drove home to tell his family the news.
George stopped on the way home to pick up some roses for Henrietta and
some candy for the kids. He was anxious to get home to tell them the great
news. As he pulled into the driveway, his heart was racing. He took a deep
breath and put the car in park. He grabbed the roses and candy, walked up to
the front door, and rang the door bell.
"Honey, why the roses?" Henrietta asked when she opened the door.
"Go get the kids and bring them into the living room and I'll
explain," George said excitedly.
"I was about to leave work when I got a call from a distant
relative saying I had just inherited my great grandfathers castle in
England. They said that if I don't come to England for the reading of the
will, I'll forfeit my rights to the inheritance. The conditions were that
whoever inherits the castle must live in it as the caretakers or the castle
will be passed on to another surviving relative.
"So, darling, we must get our clothes packed and board a plane within the
next day or two. We need to let the realtor sell everything in our house that
we can't take along to our new residence. Moving into the castle will be what I
need in order to continue writing the novel I so desperately need to finish.
Then our family won't have to worry anymore about not having enough to get by.
Anyway this two bedroom house is falling apart, and I'm tired of not being
able to provide for my family the way I've always wanted to."
Henrietta got everything packed, and George took care of the plane tickets for
Friday's departure. It seemed like Friday would never come. George loaded the
family's suitcases into the trunk of the car and they were off on their way to
the airport. It was a beautiful, warm day with not a cloud in the sky. George
was able to get first class tickets and the stewardess made sure they were all
well taken care of on their long flight to England.
The plane finally landed. The lawyer was at the airport waiting to pick the
family up for the reading of the will. As they approached the old stone
structure, they were in awe over the beauty of the castle grounds.
"Oh George, I didn't realize how breathtaking a castle would be. I've only
seen pictures in magazines!" Henrietta gasped.
The lawyer pulled the car to the front entrance of the castle and let everyone
out. Three people were waiting outside the castle to greet them.
"Wow, servants," George observed.
"You didn't think you could take care of this beautiful castle with just
two people living in it, did you?" the lawyer asked with a chuckle.
"The butler and maid will take your suitcases to your new rooms and
unpack everything. The chef will prepare our dinner and afterward we will go to
the study for the reading of the will. How does that sound, sir?"
"It sounds wonderful. We're all very hungry," George replied.
Everyone gathered around the table to eat when all of a sudden the beautiful
sunny day turned into a raging thunderstorm.
"It looks like we got to the castle just in the nick of time!"
Henrietta exclaimed. "If it would have been a few minutes later, we would
all be drenched from head to toe."
Henrietta, being a very religious woman, told everyone to join hands so
she could bless the food they were all about to eat. Afterward, George told the
lawyer about the vivid dream about living in a castle he had when he was a
"It looks like your dream has finally come true," the lawyer said
with a smile.
"Yes, it has!" exclaimed George. "I'll finally have the chance
to work on my novel and finish it."
"May I ask you what the title of your book will be?" asked the
"Sure, the title is The Castle Walls of Death," George replied.
"You must be a fan of horror stories," the lawyer said.
"Yes, I am. And I thought if they can write a good horror story,
why can't I do the same? After all, I've always been fascinated with the
occult," George said. "Well, enough about me. Let's eat and get to
the study so the lawyer can read the Will."
When everyone finished their dinner the lawyer escorted them to the study. They
all sat down at the long, dark table, eager to hear what was in the Will.
"Okay then, let's get down to business,” said the lawyer. "I, Thomas
James Smith, hereby leave all my worldly possessions, servants, and castle to
George Thomas Smith, the sole heir to my estate, should he still be
living." George turned and hugged Henrietta tightly. They were visibly
overwhelmed with joy, and the children were jumping out of their chairs. They
couldn’t wait to run through the castle and play hide and seek.
"That's all. I just need George to sign the necessary documents
to make this all legal and then I can go home to my family," the
The whole family instantly fell in love with the castle and everything in
it, but it wouldn't be long before their dreams would be
shattered. Everything seemed fine for a few months. One day when the
children were playing in the dungeon, one child came across an old book.
They were amazed at the pictures of demons, witches, and ghouls as
they flipped through the old pages. The cover of the book was too dusty to
read, so they just kept gazing at the pictures. They ran across some words
that were surely demonic, but the children didn't realize how powerful these
words would be when read aloud. These words would end up destroying the whole
family and everything that is cursed in these castle walls.
beautiful woman you ever laid eyes on lived. Her hair was blonde and wavy with
eyes as blue as the sky. Her figure would make any man lose his breath. The
only thing wrong with this picture was she's a Witch. Her name is Sarah and an
evil Witch at that. Her mother had her out of wedlock. Sarah's mother kept her
pregnancy secret from her parent's until one day when her father opened her
bedroom door to scold her about something. Her father heard a baby's cry and said,
"Did I just hear a baby's cry?
"No! No! Father," cried Sarah's Mother.
Her father pushed her aside from her closet door.
Opened the door and shouted to the top of his lungs. "I want this baby out
of my house by morning and that's an order," said her father in an angry
voice. Sarah's Mother was only sixteen years old when she had Sarah. Having a
baby out of wedlock and especially at sixteen was a disgrace to the family.
The next morning Sarah's Mother carried her newborn
baby Sarah into town looking for a good home for her daughter. Sarah's Mother
came across this shack where a sweet old lady lives. She asked the old woman to
take her baby and love her as her own. The old lady accepted and asked her.
"Why are you giving up your baby? I'm just an old woman."
"My father will kill me and my baby if I don't
get rid of this problem. That's his exact words," replied Sarah with a
river of tears flowing down her cheeks.
Sarah's Mother turned away from the old lady weeping
uncontrollably. Sarah's Mother's heart was so heavy with guilt and daily
ridiculing from her father. She just couldn't handle the pain so she decided to
end her own life. Her father found her hanging from a rope in her closet. Her
father cut her down from the rope but it was too late she was already dead. Her
father felt responsible for her death so he went into his bedroom and pulled
open the top dresser drawer. Pulled out his revolver, pointed it at his head
and pulled the trigger blowing out his brains.
Later that evening, their bodies were discovered by
his wife. She screamed in agony and dropped to her knees. The only two people
she ever cared about were lying on the floor dead. She knelt down beside her
husband took the revolver from his hand and took one last look at her daughter
and husband and said "Please forgive me lord for what I'm about to
do." Then she put the barrel of the gun in her mouth. Pulled the trigger
and blew out her brains.
After the old lady heard the news about Sarah's
Mother, grandmother, and grandfather were all dead she felt even more compelled
to raise Sarah the best way she knew fit.
As Sarah matured into a grown woman, the old lady felt it was time for
Sarah to know the real truth about her biological family. The old lady said to
Sarah, "Come sit down at the table with me. I've got something very
important to tell you." Sarah calmly sat down at the table with a
concerned look on her face.
"What is it that you need to tell me, asked
"Well, I know you think I'm your Mother
but"....paused the old lady.
"But what asked Sarah with a confused look on
I'm not your real Mother. Your Mother died when she
was just sixteen years old," explained the old lady.
"How did she die, cried Sarah?”
daughter screaming in the night and saying to them that they were coming to get
her soul. When Molly`s parent`s came to check on her every night, she became
more violent and would curse and spit on them and her voice was that of a demons.
Molly`s father Jack decided it might be a good idea to call a priest to see if
she was possessed.
Jack got in touch with Father Ryan who`s church is
about a mile from where they live.
Jack`s voice was really shook up, he could barely
get the words out because it was his daughter who he loved so dearly, and felt
hopeless to save her from what was possessing her body. As Jack was discussing
his daughters problem to Father Ryan over the phone he reassured Jack he has
seen this kind of behavior before and would do everything in his power to rid
his daughter from the evilness she was possessing inside her body.
Father Ryan said "Let me get my things together
that I will need to perform an exorcism and I will be over shortly."
"Thank you so much," replied Jack.
Father Ryan knew time was at hand and there was no
time to waste because the possession described by Jack over the phone would be
enough to kill Jack's daughter before the night set in. He grabbed his bible,
holy water and placed them in his bag, then got in his car and sped down the
road to Jack's house ready to rid the girl of her evil demons. He pulled into
Jack`s driveway and gathered his things and knocked on Jack`s front door.
Jack opened the door and said "Please hurry!
She is speaking a different language and throwing up some green vomit and
levitating off the bed."
restaurant for their twenty-fifth wedding anniversary and probably wouldn't be
back until midnight. Just before they left the house they told Bobby and Susan,
"Under no circumstances are you to answer the door for anyone. Is that
Bobby replied, "Sure thing mom."
Their parents closed the door and headed to their
Bobby said to Susan, "Mom sure does worry about
our safety a lot and besides were not dead yet."
"Let’s go watch a movie upstairs in the bonus
room. I know the perfect movie to watch it's called I know what you did and I
saw who you are," said Susan.
Susan and Bobby went upstairs to the bonus room and
put the movie in the DVD player turned out the lights and sat on the couch
together. Then all of a sudden there was a knock on the front door.
"Bobby did you hear that?"
"Hear what?" replied Bobby.
"I could have sworn I heard a knock at the
door," exclaimed Susan.
The knocking at the door got louder as loud as
"Go check it out or are you scared," said
Susan got up from the couch and went down stairs to
see who was at the door.
After about ten minutes Bobby decided to call out
his sisters’ name.
"Susan, hurry up! You're missing the
All Bobby heard was total silence. Bobby was getting
a little worried that his sister didn't answer back when he called out her
name. Bobby slowly walked down the stairs calling out her name. Still getting
no response, Bobby went out the back door of the house and ran to his next door
neighbors’ house to see if someone would come help him find his sister. Bobby
knocked on the neighbors front door and the owner answered and said "Bobby
what are you doing out this late at night?"
"I was wondering if you could come with me and
help me find my sister?" asked Bobby nervously.
The owners’ wife said to her husband, "Come
George and Bobby came over to the television set and
she said "Isn't that your house Bobby?"
old and scared to go into the woods behind his house. His older brother Steven
would tell him stories about a man that lived in a cabin in the woods that
liked to kill children with his sharp axe. During the day Jimmy's brother would
dare him to go into the woods, but Jimmy was so scared that if he did he might
be on the old man's chopping block behind his cabin.
One day when Jimmy was playing in
his backyard all alone, he thought he heard a voice coming from within the
woods calling his name. Jimmy first thought it was the wind howling so he just
kept bouncing the rubber ball off the back wall of his house. Then he'd thought
he heard a voice again coming from within the woods. Sure enough he did so he
went to see who was calling his name. Just as he stepped foot in the woods his
brother Steven jumped out of a bush. Jimmy just about jumped out of his pants.
Steven started laughing and said, "What's the matter scaredy cat? Afraid the old man might get you." Jimmy
replied, "That's not funny, you scared the crap out of me." Steven
said, "You should have seen the look on your face, scaredy Cat."
"Quit calling me scaredy
cat. I'm going to tell Mom on you." said Jimmy in a frightened voice.
"Go right ahead! Scaredy
Cat! Scaredy Cat! I can't believe you're that scared to go into the woods.
You're the biggest chicken I've ever met in my life," exclaimed Steven.
"No I'm not! I'll prove it
to you. I'll go right now," said Jimmy in a shaky voice.
"I'll be waiting, just to
make sure you don't chicken out," laughed Steven. Jimmy set off into the
dark thick forest all alone.
A young boy named Darren Shan and his best friend, Steve, get tickets to the Cirque Du Freak, a wonderfully gothic freak show featuring weird, frightening half human/half animals who interact terrifyingly with the audience. In the midst of the excitement, true terror raises its head when Steve recognizes that one of the performers-- Mr. Crepsley-- is a vampire!
Stever remains after the show finishes to confront the vampire-- but his motives are surprising! In the shadows of a crumbling theater, a horrified Darren eavesdrops on his friend and the vampire, and is witness to a monstrous, disturbing plea. As if by destiny, Darren is pulled to Mr. Crepsley and what follows is his horrifying descent into the dark and bloody world of vampires.
This is the beginning of Darren's story.
Sophie and Josh Newman traveled ten thousand years into the past to Danu Talis when they followed Dr. John Dee and Virginia Dare. And it’s on this legendary island that the battle for the world begins and ends.
Scathach, Prometheus, Palamedes, Shakespeare, Saint-Germain, and Joan of Arc are also on the island. And no one is sure what—or who—the twins will be fighting for.
Today the battle for Danu Talis will be won or lost.
But will the twins of legend stand together?
Or will they stand apart—one to save the world and one to destroy it.
"The pacing never lets up, and the individual set pieces are fine mixtures of sudden action, heroic badinage and cliffhanger cutoffs."-Kirkus Reviews
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The twins of prophecy have been divided--the end has begun.
The end is finally near. Josh Newman has chosen a side, and he will not stand with his sister, Slophie, or the Alchemyst, Nicholas Flamel. He will fight alongside Dee and the mysterious Virginia Dare.
Unless Sophie can find her twin before the battle begins, all is lost—forever.
"Skillfully done and highly enjoyable...pair this series with Rick Riordan's [series]."-VOYA
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It is the greatest advance in American defense technology in decades—an attack submarine capable of incredible underwater speeds. There is only one problem: A key element of the prototype is missing—and the man who developed it is dead.
At the same time, ships have started vanishing mid-ocean, and when a few reappear, bodies are found aboard burned to a crisp. Could these mysterious events be connected to an Italian submarine that itself disappeared in 1943?
It is up to NUMA director Dirk Pitt and his team, aided by a beautiful NCIS agent and by Pitt’s children, marine engineer Dirk and oceanographer Summer, to go on a desperate international chase to find the truth, from Washington to Mexico, Idaho to Panama. What they discover at the end of it is a much, much greater threat than even they imagined.
Filled with breathtaking suspense and extraordinary imagination, Poseidon’s Arrow is further proof that when it comes to adventure writing, nobody beats Clive Cussler.
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