Up next on the 13 Stories ‘Til Halloween short story countdown to Halloween is The Light Show by Jolene Mottern!
On the fortieth day, The Water no longer rushed through the streets. The Water hadn’t receded completely, but held steady around the eighth story and The People tried to accept that everything below had been washed away. As they had every morning since the seas swallowed the shores, The People in the tallest buildings took to the rooftops to find solace in the sunrise, but only briefly, as they continued to survey the damage and tally their losses.
The quiet of early morning was the only peace The People had. A few short hours after dawn, the violence, the screaming and the keening would begin again. The People grew only hungrier and more panicked as the day went on.
Another creeptastic bedtime story is up over on 13 Stories Til Halloween!
Each memory flickered by like an old, spinning zoetrope. These rare moments, these crushing memory-laden moments, paralyzed and utterly defeated him in every way. He lay fetal, suffering each terrible image as it bathed his mind in its ghastly fluorescent light. Time could not be measured within the moment, but soon after, the clock would speak in terms of hours. The dazed recovery would be slow, but Marten Köhler would return to the world around him, mop the cold sweat, and return to his self-imposed imprisonment. Again and again.
Tonight’s story is up and ready to read over on 13 Stories Til Halloween! Gods and Monsters by Mikey Hope!
At sunset on the sixth day, Adam Guffman, barefooted, approached the thing on the beach. He picked his way gingerly along the damp sand, carefully avoiding what remained of those who had approached while shod. It lay on the grey shore by the waterside and bawled as if the world were coming to an end. Whatever it was in the throes of, its moans traveled far over low dunes and grasses into homes and shops.
On the first day, exactly at dawn, the tremors had begun. By noon, every window and loose item lay shattered. Watches soon stopped, or ran wrong. Phones and radios went haywire, reminding folks of stories about the Bermuda Triangle.