Scary Stories: A Collection of Horror - Volume 1 (Chamber of Horror Series) by Wells Billy

Author:Wells, Billy [Wells, Billy]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Billy Wells
Published: 2013-10-27T16:00:00+00:00

IT LURKS ON THE MOUNTAIN

“Another Bud,” Jack Springer said, inserting a ketchup-covered fry into his mouth. He had been game warden in the county for more than twenty-five years, and during that time, had knocked down many a beer at Bubba’s Bar and Emporium. He remembered the good old days with every stool and table occupied with shit-faced, paying customers.

Bubba Rexrode, the owner and currently the bartender, put down an icy draft on a coaster, wiped a dollop of mustard from the bar top with a wet rag, and said with a long face, “Friday night, and I’ll be lucky to take in $100 when I close at midnight.”

“I told you when you fired the pole dancers it would be disastrous for business,” Jack teased with a wink.

“I’ll bring ‘em back if you want to pay for them,” Bubba lamented. “When the muffler plant shut down, the town died. We just didn’t know it for a year or two. All the young people moved away, and the geezers, who were regulars, started dying.”

Jack took another sip of Bud and ogled the half-naked calendar girl on the wall next to the cash register. He reminisced the good times that he assumed would never roll again.

Sprinkling a few more peanuts into the bowl on the bar, Bubba continued, “We need something to bring new people into town. A corporation could start up the old muffler plant with a new product for chump change. The wages would be dirt cheap.”

“Good luck on that,” Jack replied, popping a peanut into his mouth. “Who would they put on the assembly line, you and me?”

Bubba ignored the sarcasm, “I also heard a few years ago a company was planning to put in a ski lodge. Pennsylvania has a lot of ski lodges. They make artificial snow.”

“Don’t hold your breath on that.” Jack smacked a ten on the bar and rising from the stool said, “Don’t take any wooden nickels.” Exiting the bar, he saw only one couple at a table in the back. Something had to happen soon, or Bubba would have to close.

Jack headed for his office at the town hall. Stepping inside, he stopped at the front desk where Lucille Piddy sat painting her nails with a shocking, pink polish.

“Anybody get lost in the woods this morning?” Jack joked. “How many grizzly attacks so far? Avalanches?”

Lucille, a plump, dirty blonde with a slight mustache looked at him and smiled, “None of those things we’re called in so far, but I do have something for you to check out that’s even more exciting.”

“What’s that, Lucille?”

“There’s been another Big Foot sighting.”

“Where ‘bouts?” Jack asked, rolling his eyes and putting another piece of bubble gum in his mouth.

“Widow’s Peak. Three campers called it in right after you went to lunch. Pausing to control her laughter, Lucille chortled, “They seemed very distraught, but I told them not to worry, Big Foot is afraid of people and has never attacked a human being in these parts before.”

“I guess I’d better get up there.

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