I was texting this friend of mine when my phone started ringing. I answered the call and the person on the other line screamed.
I immediately asked if they were in trouble; they of course, replied yes and said something about being kidnapped by a crazy person. They also said that they had been tortured and needed me to rescue them as soon as possible.
While on the phone with them, I made my way downstairs to the basement since the landline in the hallway wasn't working. It was cut.
I silently listened to the person on the other line rambling on and on about how they needed me to help them and get the police and so on.
I looked around the basement and found what I was looking for.
A dark red trail of smudged liquid leading to a cupboard.
A phone light illuminated the silhouette's head within the cupboard.
I found you.
YOU ARE READING
Horror Shorts
HorrorA bunch of short horror stories. Some of them are seriously short. I'm not kidding. Hope you get blown away. That is, if you give this book a try. . . . . Would really appreciate that. Imma go now.
