Twin Ports Terror
original horror/halloween stories
It was the weekend before Halloween. When Sam’s parents announced that they would be going out of town for a week to visit relatives, she was crushed. She had just turned seventeen and it was her senior year of high school; she wasn’t crazy about missing any of it, particularly the spooky little soiree her best friend Bailey was throwing next weekend. Seeing the look of disappointment on her face, her parents quickly clarified that they would be going and she would be staying behind to look after the house and the family’s Scottish Terrier, Chester.
Well, that certainly changed things…
As in most tales of adventure, a looming tower had drawn in the gaggle of boys now standing at its entryway with its unendurable thrall. Beyond a litter strewn and heat baked parking lot stood a great gray building. This six story monstrosity cast its shadow, blotting out the late summer sun that was otherwise working its magic, turning the floating dust into…
The cashier stood behind the counter, trying his best to draw no attention to himself. His black shirt was embroidered with his name, Tim. It stood in stark contrast to the shiny array of cigarettes and tins of chew on display behind him. He had worked the night shift for years and had entertained the notion through many a long hour that sooner or later he would encounter “trouble.”
When it came, it was fast, it was brutal, and it was…