1. Dead Writer’s Society - A Halloween Story


    Date: 10/9/2014, Categories: Fantasy, Author: The_Technician, Rating: 68.8, Source: sexstories.com

    is starting to see the light, Mickey,” said the leader. “He just needs a bit more wisdom to realize what it means.” He again did the blurred swoosh to suddenly be face to face with Nathaniel. “What it means is this. You are going to live out every story which you tried to destroy this year– the excellent ones, the good ones, the bad ones, the terrible ones– it makes no difference. If you tried to destroy them, they get to destroy you. If you did your anonymous assassination on one of a writer’s previous stories, tonight their Halloween story gets a chance to return the favor. You might find pleasure; you might find terror; you might find pain and suffering; but you will experience each and every one of those stories from the inside.” “Here’s a particularly good one,” said the man in the toga. “The plot is about this man who has to dress as a woman for a Halloween party and gets a little more than he bargained for.” “Ooh, I like this one,” said the fop, “It has the feel of a stage play and it concerns Vampires in London.” “Me and the boys vote for this one,” said the smoking figure in the gangster suit. “It’s all about some dead mug from the 20's who finally gets his rocks off in a hotel room in Iowa.” He took a long draw on ...
    his cigarette and added, “I’d kind of like to see how you handle getting screwed by a ghost.” The man in the white suit pulled the thick cigar from his mouth and said dryly, “Myself, I’m a little partial to this one. A Halloween party behind the gates of hell would be a good place to start.” Nathaniel grabbed his head and began screaming as things that only he could see began happening around him... and to him. As his screams filled the house, a balding, late middle-aged man stepped forward and looked around as if he were preparing to address an audience from a stage. He took a pocket watch from his trousers. As he slowly wound it, he muttered, “Hmm. Midnight in Grover’s Corners.” He then raised his hand and gestured toward the basement bedroom scene which had just played out before him. “So ends our Halloween tale,” he began. “Please vote and make comments, but before you do, pause to remember the difference between ‘instructive’ and ‘destructive’ or perhaps next Halloween the voices of The Dead Writers Society may swirl around you...” “... like the tintinnabulation of the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells!” “Edgar! I warned you!” = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = End of Story = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =
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