Walking With Ghosts (A short story) by David Leadbeater

Author:David Leadbeater [Unknown]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: top rated, graham masterton, Horror, haunting, promo, fright, haunted, 5 star, stephen king, bestseller, evil, james herbert, short story, terror, scary, free, ghost
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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He was walking briskly around the corner. She made eye contact with him, saw the immense shovel chin. His face fell, his nose flared and he started to run like a hunted dog. Josie didn’t hesitate for a second but gave chase whilst fumbling for her radio, baton, and Taser all at the same time.

“Stop!” Oh, for the intervention of a heroic bystander. That’s all it would take; all it would take to help save a little girl’s life and catch a grave-digging monster.

The man dropped a carrier bag. Josie noted snacks and Pepsi and fruit tumbling out along the tarmac, all items that would help to keep a young victim quiet. She pounded the pavement, screaming into her radio, determined to keep this bastard in sight even if her heart burst.

Shop facades flew by in a blur. Pedestrians stood and stared. One old guy looked like he might consider tackling the fleeing man, but when he moved in closer the look on the old man’s face suddenly turned to abject fear. Josie sped past him a second later, getting closer.

They ran under the castle walls at Monkgate Bar. A car slewed in front of Josie, narrowly missing her, but she vaulted its bonnet and hit the ground faster than ever. Her quarry turned a sharp corner and was momentarily lost from sight, but then she saw flashes of his clothing as he climbed a nearby stone staircase.

Damn, the bastard was heading for the castle walls. The medieval walls almost completely encircled York, and still spanned the entry gates into the city- called bars. Josie raced up the time-worn steps in pursuit.

“Stop!” She knew he wouldn’t. He was fast, already a good thirty feet in front of her, but he was coming up to a group of tourists. Josie steeled herself and pounded on. Her radio crackled at her belt but she couldn’t lose focus by answering it.

“Look out!” she cried just as he ran into the tourists, anything to cause a distraction. An old woman fell against the castle walls, banging her head. A young couple toppled off the inside ledge and went rolling onto the soft grass a few feet below.

Josie heard sirens behind her, splitting the day in half. Yes!

The man must have heard them too, for he turned around as if surveying his options. In that moment, Josie redoubled her efforts and came to within six feet of him. Then, unbelievably, he clambered atop the castle walls themselves. Josie dived for his legs, sure he would never jump. The drop on the other side had to be thirty feet or more.

Her outstretched fingers brushed his cement-stained trainers as he leapt into space. Josie’s headlong dive sent her crashing into the stone wall, grazing her face and ripping a nasty cut above her right eye. She was up in a second though, and clambering atop the walls herself.

She saw him far below, rolling as he landed, rolling, rolling down the rest of the hill.

Miraculously unhurt. If there was a God, she thought, this bastard should have just broken everything except his neck.

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