If you read or write horror or any paranormal genre, I’m sure you’ve driven past a fantastically creepy old house and wondered what vengeful ghost walks its halls.
Dead End
Maybe that was all he wanted, at first—a laugh. One night of blood-soaked earth for one really great chuckle. One thing was, without a doubt, not a “maybe”: after that first day, that first great laugh, someone was going to have to stop him. It was just too good a joke to stop telling.