Tell A Spooky Story!

[🪦 antisocial1 ●]

He found his beat up VW Beatle outside the cemetary gates, where he\'d left it. He eased himself into the drivers seat...

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John turned the key to start the engine, and after a few tries it finally started up. The engine roared loudly in the silence of the night. He put the car into drive and forced his sore, bleeding leg to push his foot down on the gas peddle. The car inched forward into the darkness

[🪦 adam ●]

He found his beat up VW Beatle outside the cemetary gates, where he\'d left it. He eased himself into the drivers seat...

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After choosing \'Earth A.D.\' by the Misfits as his soundtrack to drive to, he put the car in gear and drove off.. He couldn\'t get the image of that rotted, evil grin out of his head...

[🪦 antisocial1 ●]

After choosing \'Earth A.D.\' by the Misfits as his soundtrack to drive to, he put the car in gear and drove off.. He couldn\'t get the image of that rotted, evil grin out of his head...

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((hah! I beat you by like 30 seconds! lol. but we\'ll go with yours - and I have a 15 minute break at work now, so I\'ll let someone else post))

[🪦 ChainGrave ●]

he rounded the corner of Buttercup crescent, he thought it was ironic that this suburb had such a \'pretty\' name, when all the neighbours did was spy and bitch about each other.
"Speak of the devil", John murmured as Karl Frasier from across the street peered out from behind his paisley curtains, his thick Black rimmed glasses reflecting the headlights of Johns car, John returned the finger in Karls direction, taking the hint the nosey bachelor retreated.
The VW pulled up into the drive, before giving a hearty shudder and stopping. Angela, his wife; kept telling him to get a new car, they had the money, but it seemed Johns unhealthy obsession with the decomposing form had leaked into all parts of his life, the rusty but still working Beatle was testiment to this.

[🪦 antisocial1 ●]

he rounded the corner of Buttercup crescent, he thought it was ironic that this suburb had such a \'pretty\' name, when all the neighbours did was spy and bitch about each other.
  "Speak of the devil", John murmured as Karl Frasier from across the street peered out from behind his paisley curtains, his thick Black rimmed glasses reflecting the headlights of Johns car, John returned the finger in Karls direction, taking the hint the nosey bachelor retreated.
  The VW pulled up into the drive, before giving a hearty shudder and stopping. Angela, his wife; kept telling him to get a new car, they had the money, but it seemed Johns unhealthy obsession with the decomposing form had leaked into all parts of his life, the rusty but still working Beatle was testiment to this.

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John sat in his car for a long moment, wondering how he would respond to his wife if she confronted him. Attacked by a dog? Sure. John moved himself slowly out of the car, grimacing as the pain shot through his whole body. The rusty car door creaked as he shut it as quietly as he could, so as not to wake his family. He made his way to the door quickly, limping and stumbling over his legs, which were numb with pain. He pushed the key slowly in the front door to his white, two story home and turned.

[🪦 ChainGrave ●]

In the silence of early morning the click of the lock was disurbingly loud,
he waited, there was no sound from inside, no clue as to whether his wife was asleep or waiting, he slowly turned the doorhandle and used his body weight to push open the door, his leg screamed with pain as he peered into the inky darkness, his fingers clawed the wall looking for the light switch,finding it he pushed it confidently...

[🪦 Jason Fan ●]

It took a moment for the light to work. John\'s house was very old, and the years coroaded the wiring. As the dim, golden light engulfed the house there was a buzz. His house normaly did this as the wires fizzed, but this was different. Very different. Every muscle in his body froze up as he proceded to pull himself up the steps, forcing his conciousness. When he reached hius room he lay next to his wife. He had to lay on his stomach for the symbol on his back was raw and oozing with yellow puss. He gave his wife a goodnight kiss. Suddenly, as though struck with a hot coal, John leaped out into the air and clawed for the light swich. He saw the cause of the buzzing. He had just kissed his maggot and fly covered corpse of a spouse. He saw red. He heard the corpse in the graveyard again. "For your crimes amongst the dead, all you love will perish in deaths unimaginable to the human mind!"....

[🪦 ChainGrave ●]

..." and when you have nothing left, \'He\' will come"

[🪦 antisocial1 ●]

It took a moment for the light to work.  John\'s house was very old, and the years coroaded the wiring.  As the dim, golden light engulfed the house there was a buzz.  His house normaly did this as the wires fizzed, but this was different.  Very different.  Every muscle in his body froze up as he proceded to pull himself up the steps, forcing his conciousness.  When he reached hius room he lay next to his wife.  He had to lay on his stomach for the symbol on his back was raw and oozing with yellow puss.  He gave his wife a goodnight kiss.  Suddenly, as though struck with a hot coal, John leaped out into the air and clawed for the light swich.  He saw the cause of the buzzing.  He had just kissed his maggot and fly covered corpse of a spouse.  He saw red.  He heard the corpse in the graveyard again.  "For your crimes amongst the dead, all you love will perish in deaths unimaginable to the human mind!"....

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John felt his whole body shaking uncontrollably. He could not move, or let go of the wall, for he was sure he would fall to the floor. John looked away and closed his eyes. Who the hell was doing this to him?! The dead he had used to pleasure himself with were dead! He can\'t be punished for doing that to something as lifeless as a rock! He took a deep breath and turned back to face his wife on the bed. The light reflected off of the wedding band on her finger, also covered in the crimson blood covering her once beautiful wife. Tears came to his eyes as he mourned her death. Then suddenly, another thought came to him: his children.

[🪦 Jason Fan ●]

He rushed to George\'s, his son, room. He swipped at the light swich only to reveal nothing wrong. The silence was deafning. "I\'m insane, I\'m insane..." John muttered. He checked his daughter. She was fine too. John blacked out.

Meanwhile, in Queens, NY, John\'s father was cleaning up for the night at his butcher shop. He was putting the cleaver away when there was a loud sound outside. The noise gave him a start and he dropped his cleaver right next to his foot. "Jesus!" he yelled. "Wow! I\'m lucky today." He laughed in his gruff voice and turned to leave. What he didn\'t noticed was that one of the meat packages was leaking. He slipped on the blood and gripped the automatic meat and cheese slicer for support as he left knee cracked under his weight exposing bone. As he tried to pull himself up he hit the "on" switch. Instantly his shirt was dragged into the machine. Screaming to a deaf audience, he was left to peer at himself in the store\'s mirror, watching his face being sliced off millimeter by millimeter like cheese...