Crimson Carnival

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Welcome to Crimson Carnival a place where the most horrible and haunting stories exist. A place so dark and evil all your FEARS will come true.

So this book is going to be series of short stories focused on horror, murder, mystery and the paranormal.


9. Crimson Carnival 5

"One last tale I have to tell you tonight."

Amelia hopes that means she can leave afterward, but she doubts it. She fears what he would do to her when he was done.

"It is the best story of all," he laughs, "or worst, depending on how you look at it."

He pulls a pair of scissors from his coat pocket, he chops a good bit of her hair. He raises his hand as if to summon someone.

"Here, put this with the others" he instructs someone Amelia can't see at all in the shadows.

He strokes the remainder of her hair, then he pulls it again. 

"You'll be my favorite, " he says calmly.

His statement only leaves her with more questions. By now, exhaustion has set in. Her entire body aches and the room was getting hotter by the moment.

He waves his hand over her, a spider was suddenly upon her arm. She hates spiders, but one wasn't so bad. Especially after all that she had seen that night. But in an instant, her body was swarming with large, hairy spiders. They're as large as baseballs, with thick black hair and penetrating red eyes.

Her skin crawls, she can't even brush them away. Just as suddenly as they appeared, they were gone in a second.

The room's temperature still rose steadily.

"Let the creepfest begin" he laughs again.

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