Late Shift: A Semi-Creepypasta

Late Shift: A Semi-Creepypasta

by

Jay Agan


I work the late shift ... night.

We carry radios at work. Communication with co-workers and all.

There's a policy against idle chit chat so only business about maintenance and cleaning is allowed. As such, it's relatively quiet over the air even on a busy day. At night ... well ...

It's absolutely dead. Even with a partner somewhere else in the building, you can go whole nights with nary a single word spoken over the air. It's not so bad ... most of the time.

Two nights out of the week it's just me and no one else. Staggered days to cover the weekend.

Every so often, you hear the radio on your belt let out a hiss and ...

I can't help but wonder. It's late. Sun is long gone and the shadows are way long. Lights off and gloom all around.

You're busy sweeping/mopping, the radio gives a hiss ... and nothing more is heard.

As if someone just keyed the mic ... Why?

Someone going to make a call out and change his mind? Accidentally brush the xmit button against something? Dropped the darn thing? Or ...

Accident? Trouble ... of some kind? Help needed?

Some ... ONE ... out there ...

Some one out there ... what ...

In another building? Just outside the one I'm in? Maybe ... already inside ... in the next room or ... a few feet away.

Watching ...

Waiting ...

I gotta' stop watching those darn movies.

END

Story copyright © 8-18-2014 Jay Agan


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Condo Dracula: Another Very Short But Commonsense Horror Story

Castle Condo.

Condo Dracula: Another Very Short But Commonsense Horror Story

by

Jay Agan


Trudge ... Trudge ... Trudge.

Trudge.

The three usually obnoxious, LOUD, boorish, twenty somethings cast as teenagers, trudged their way along the rocky Transylvanian trail.

Trudge ... Trudge ... Trudge.

Trudge.

One looked up at the darkening sky.

"Oh wow! Gee whiz! Gosh! Golly! Jumpin' jeekers, guys," said #1 looking at the darkening sky. "The sky is darkening!"

Trudge ... Trudge ... Trudge.

Trudge.

"Yeah," answered #2. "Sun's goin' down an' looks like rain."

Trudge ... Trudge ... Trudge.

Trudge.

"Sure don't wanna' get wet," added #3. "Mebbe' we oughta' find shelter."

Trudge ... Trudge ... Trudge.

Trudge.

"Howzabout that foreboding castle yonder?" Suggested #1.

Trudge ... Trudge ... Trudge.

Trudge.

"The one with all the bats flying in & out of it?" Asked #2.

Trudge ... Trudge ... Trudge.

Trudge.

"The same," stated #1.

Trudge ... Trudge ... Trudge.

Trudge.

"Uh ... guys?" #3 put in. "That might not be a good idea, y' know?"

"Howz' come?" Asked #1.

Trudge ... Trudge ... Trudge.

Trudge.

"Yeah ..." #2 yeah-ed. "Howz' come?"

Trudge ... Trudge ... Trudge.

Trudge.

"On accounta'," #3 on accounta-ed. "That's the place the silly, stupid, uneducated, inbred, backward, genetically disenfranchised villagers warned us about."

Trudge ... Trudge ... Trudge.

Trudge.

"You mean," #1 you mean-ed. "Where the silly, stupid, uneducated, inbred, backward, genetically disenfranchised villagers say the local vampire hangs out?"

Trudge ... Trudge ... Trudge.

Trudge.

"Same place, dude," #3 duded.

Trudge ... Trudge ... Trudge.

Trudge.

"Y' know," #2 y' know-ed. "The village of Disenfranchia ain't TOO far. With a little more Trudge ... Trudge ... Trudge ... ... Trudge ... We might make it in time for the next train out."

Trudge ... Trudge ... Trudge.

Trudge.

"Sounds good ta' me," #1 good ta' me-ed. "Howzaboutit?"

Trudge ... Trudge ... Trudge.

Trudge.

"Jumpin' Jeekers!" #2 & #3 jumpin' jeeker-ed then you betchaed'. "YOU BETCHA'!"

TRUDGE! Trudge! Trudge! Trudge! TRUDGE! Trudge! Trudge! Trudge! TRUDGE! Trudge! Trudge! Trudge! TRUDGE! Trudge! Trudge! Trudge!

THE END


Story copyright © 7-17-13 Jay Agan


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The Haunting of Heck House: A Very Short But Commonsense Horror Story

"Well hon, kids? This is it ... Our new home!"

The Haunting of Heck House: A Very Short But Commonsense Horror Story

by

Jay Agan


"Well hon, kids?" Said the Dad as he set down the luggage in the great hall. "This is it ... Our new home!"

"Oh wowww! Gee whiz! Gosh! Golly! Jumpin' jeekers!" The Kids exclaimed.

"It's just like you said dear!" The Mom also exclaimed. "And at such a LOW price! How could that be?"

"Oh wowww! Gee whiz! Gosh! Golly! Jumpin' Jeekers!" The Kids exclaimed.

"I don't know hon, but I couldn't pass this one up."

"Oh wowww! Gee whiz! Gosh! Golly! Jumpin' Jeekers!" The Kids exclaimed.

"Well ... There's gotta be some kind of explanation. Something behind it. Honey ... I'm still not really sure about this ... I-"

"Get! ... Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwt!" Warned an echoing sepulchral voice from nowhere in particular.

"Oh wowww! Gee whiz! Gosh! Golly! Jumpin' Jeekers!" The Kids exclaimed.

"Guess that pretty much explains it." The Dad deduced brilliantly.

"Oh wowww! Gee whiz! Gosh! Golly! Jumpin' Jeekers!" The Kids exclaimed.

"I concur," the Mom concurred.

"Oh wowww! Gee whiz! Gosh! Golly! Jumpin' Jeekers!" The Kids exclaimed.

"Guess this is where we leave." The Dad deduced brilliantly again. "Waddaya think kids?"

"Oh wowww! Gee whiz! Gosh! Golly! Jumpin' Jeekers!" The Kids exclaimed.

"I concur," the Mom concurred again. "let's go!"

"Oh wowww! Gee whiz! Gosh! Golly! Jumpin' Jeekers!" The Kids exclaimed.

"Might wanna leave the little morons behind though."

"Oh wowww! Gee whiz! Gosh! Golly! Jumpin' Jeekers!" The Kids exclaimed.

"I concur yet again," the Mom concurred yet again. "After all ... They ARE home, after all."

"Oh wowww! Gee whiz! Gosh! Golly! Jumpin' Jeekers!" The Kids exclaimed.

The Mom & the Dad jumped in the car & sped down the road in a cloud of dust, a fiery exhaust & a hearty Hi-yo Oh wowww! Gee whiz! Gosh! Golly! Jumpin' Jeekers! leaving the Kids standing on the porch.

"Oh wowww! Gee whiz! Gosh! Golly! Jumpin' Jeekers!" The Kids exclaimed.

THE END

Story copyright © 7-10-13 Jay Agan


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