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Sorry honey held up at office going 2 b late home So who the hell just parked your car in the garage?!
Fright
Dressed as a vampire David crept through the night-clad cemetery to where his friends waited; he was going to give them one hell of a fright when he sprang from behind a headstone. But they were already dismembered and dead, victims of the mad axeman who laughed and swung his weapon again when David leapt into view.
Thing
A furtive movement caught from the corner of my eye caused me to look round. Some dark, fetid thing with many tentacles disgorged from the shadows in the back of my van and muffled my mindless shrieks.
Eleven
The thrill of Halloween was beginning to fade: the bayonet; the blood. He would be eleven during the week before Christmas and he had to find a way to make it very special indeed.
Dream
If it was just a dream, why are there cuts on my arms? Does this mean there really are spiders under my skin?
