SHE BECKONED by Kyle Newton

I awoke to my wife calling to me from down the hallway. As I sat up, slender fingers held me back. It was her. A tremble in her hand grew. Wide eyes stared into the hallway. That’s when I heard her say, “I heard it too.”

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b6c42b_888fa8ede93444f0933caae8b47cc2d1.png_srz_p_263_272_75_22_0.50_1.20_0.00_png_srzGrowing up in New England, Kyle Newton has found a taste for writing about the fantastical, often merging it with key moments in history. However, recently he has gained a growing taste for horror and the macabre. His personal site is located here.

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