The time came to meet his parents. She was nervous but she never expected a nightmare!
"Three sharp knocks and the door whined open. Oh yeah, Hammer all the way. The mother had a face that could stop a clock and
the father looked like an evil Gomez Adams. “Charming!” he said as he leered at
me.
He kissed my hand but just before he did, he
smiled broadly and I thought I saw what looked like a double-pronged tongue
like snakes have.
I shrank back in horror.
The mother grinned. Why did her teeth look so
terribly sharp? “Come, do not be afraid.”
My knees buckled but Christopher held me up. He
and the father half-dragged me inside. All I could do it seemed was watch my feet as they
dragged along the blood, red carpet.
“It’s bleak but we call it home.”
Bleak wasn’t the word. It was Dracula’s Castle and
Ed Gein’s kitchen combined. What were all those artifacts I saw,
strange-looking things that looked as though they were made out of body parts?"
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OTHER STORIES ABOUT:
OTHER STORIES ABOUT:
War
surplus from the Eastern Front supplies a quaint little shop of horrors!
Orphaned
child vampires
Haunted
cemeteries where the dead dance,
What
would Death say if he could speak?
A
story of the war: evil comes to a village near you.
What
if the world became Dead World?
Valhalla
rejects are nasty, worst vampires ever!
Three
tales of the Ripper
What
are the blood-drenched secrets of The Crimson Club?
A
crazed soldier and his famous father!
Zombies
in therapy. Hey, why not?
Poetic
justice meted out by grave angels and fate
Jonathan
Harker has a night to remember!
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