For all the ghosts and goblins who need a little warm-up before getting their scare on, try the 20 Days of Terror!
Today marks the beginning of 20 Tales of Terror, where I’ll be featuring a scary tale every day until the end of the month! Why 20, you ask? Because I got a bit lazy earlier in the month…
But anyways, here’s the first spooky tale to get us started.
I was lost.
The tour map didn’t show anything remotely close to what I was looking at. It was a dismal looking manor house made of stone that had probably been white once, with a black metal fence running around it. It had no windows and one large door. On closer examination, I realized it was a mausoleum. I looked at my map again, hoping to find an answer it couldn’t give me.
“Can I help you, friend?” a voice like old rustling paper asked.
“Um, hello,” I said, looking at the man that stood before me. We were in a wide open…
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