The prompt this week is: Silence
My contribution is called Haunting Silence
Dark shadows loomed across the abandon Holcomb home as the weedy yard swayed breezelessly. The house on the outskirts of town was where the murder of the Holcomb family occurred eight years ago. Authorities still haven’t solved the murders, driving the haunting house rumors.
This was the place teenagers always came to party, not fearing any foolish rumors. A party of four crossed the threshold. Immediately Bill’s blood chilled from emptiness’ hum that raised gooseflesh and quicken breath. They laughed and partied, yet Bill saw their gruesomeness. He killed indiscriminately and ate.
They found him a week later, a lunatic.
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