Triskaidekaphobia* – a story in 100 words

Readers of a sensitive or squeamish nature may wish to glance at the following story through their fingers. Others may scorn such pusillanimity! 

 

House Number Thirteen gives you Goosebumps.

Could it be the gravel driveway that twists through overgrown gardens, branches reaching down like fingers? Or the stranglehold of Virginia Creeper upon crumbling walls, windows peering out like blind old eyes? That door, perhaps, paint peeling from his wrinkled face?

Hinges creak like souls in pain. Step with thumping heart into the cavernous hallway – festooned with giant cobwebs – and climb the groaning stairs. Skin creeps at a distant flutter of wings.

But nothing prepares you for the moment your torchlight reveals these grinning teeth and gleaming eyes!

Welcome to our world.

 

* extreme superstition regarding the number thirteen

 

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Image: Flickr Hive Mind

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12 thoughts on “Triskaidekaphobia* – a story in 100 words

    1. Cheers for that, Curt, just gets going and then it stops but that’s 100 words for you! Much as I like the challenge of having to compress things, think I’m going to stretch out a bit in my next post …

    1. Thanks, Cath! I suspect any continuation would be a ghastly descent into schlock-horror, so may give that a miss! But I do intend to break free of the 100 word limit next time out …

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