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Also, I’m starting a couple new things with my blog:
1. Creeptastic Tales: Origins on the 2nd of every month, where I explore the creepy origins behind fairy tales and nursery rhymes. The first post went live earlier this week.
2. Skully’s Reviews on the 10th of every month where I review a horror book and give it a skull (star) rating. Up first is The Bird Eater by Ania Ahlborn.
3. Interviews (I’m still trying to think of a better name) on the 17th of each month where I’ll be interviewing a different author. Horror author Adam M. Booth, author of The End–a lovefest full of coeds and shenanigans… no wait, that’s something else. It’s actually a zombie book from the perspective of a woman trapped inside her own zombiefied body–will be the first to have his brain picked by my gnarled, decaying fingers. If you’re interesting in being interviewed in the upcoming months let me know.
Okay, now that we’ve gotten that out of the way it’s on to the story we go.
“Don’t leave, Daddy. I’m scared.”
“Scared? Of what?”
“The giant, metal lizard monster.” Zeak pointed at a dark corner of the ceiling.
Kevin walked to the corner and lifted an arm. Almost immediately he yanked it away screaming. He ran across the room waving a handless arm.
Kevin popped his hand out the end of his sleeve and laughed. “Chill, little man. I’m sorry. I was just messing with you. Nothing to be afraid of.”
Zeak stared over his father’s shoulder at the yellow eyes that blinked to life in the corner. “You woke it up,” he whimpered.
This post was written for Friday Fictioneers. Now off with you. Go read the other tales of mystery, intrigue, death, and all that other jazz.