Box of Terror 2 (another 4 book horror box set) by Michael Bray

Author:Michael Bray
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-07-27T04:30:00+00:00

Randy spent the rest of the day alone. Dwayne and the old man had stayed out in the fields, and even after sundown hadn’t returned. Not wanting to speak to either of them anyway, Randy went to bed early, but the combination of paranoia and isolation meant that sleep took a long time to come. He heard them come in just after midnight, and a little later, the house was silent. He tossed and turned for a further hour, and then realising that sleep wasn’t going to come to him anytime soon, got out of bed and went downstairs.

He put a pan of water on to boil, hoping that a cup of tea (the old man had stockpiled bags of the stuff in the cellar) would help him to relax enough to get a few hours rest.

He saw the dancing torch beam through the kitchen window as he was rinsing his cup. He stared into the field, watching the zig-zagging blade of light as it moved around in the darkness. In an instant, all thoughts of drinking tea were forgotten.

He hoped that it was the old man who was out there, and somehow ignored his instincts which told him otherwise. Quietly, he walked to the door, knowing that just outside would be his answer.

Jorrell had a thing about dirty floors and insisted on shoes and boots being left outside the house. As Randy opened the door, he hoped to see Dwayne’s boots next to his own trainers, and the old man’s missing. Any alternative would mean that he truly was alone and that Dwayne was falling under the same spell that had enchanted the old man years earlier.

He swung the door open, but couldn’t bear to look to the floor to see if his suspicions were right. He realised that his entire future could rest on a pair of dirty boots. He took a deep breath and looked down.

The old man’s boots were there, as were Randy’s own. He had expected that Dwayne’s would be missing, but his too were there, set neatly next to the others. Randy looked from the boots out into the fields and the torch beam that still danced and cut through the air.

There was somebody else out there.

Randy charged across the garden, crushing the crops that he had spent the last few days tending to. He knew he had to warn whoever was out there and tell them to leave before it was too late. Maybe he could even ask them to go for help. He was almost to the boundary of the crops, and the scarecrows loomed like sentinels framed by the night sky. He paid them no heed and charged into the field, twisting and ducking around their reaching arms as he approached the flashlight beam.

“Go back.” He screamed, hoping that it might frighten the would-be explorers away. “Get out of here,”

He could see them in his mind, naive kids, much like he was just a few days ago, looking to get a

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