DAY 22 of 27: Raymond Little
1. JG Faherty presents “The H Train”
2. Edward M. Erdelac presents “Hear The Eagle Scream”
3. Rebecca J. Allred presents “Mother’s Mouth, Full of Dirt”
4. Jay Caselberg presents “The Ride”
5. John M. Floyd presents “The Red-Eye to Boston”
6. Tom Johnstone presents “Oldstone Gardens”
7. Bentley Little presents “The Plumber”
8. Darren O. Godfrey presents “D.U.I.”
9. Carole Johnstone presents “Better You Believe”
10. David Tallerman presents “Casualty of Peace”
11. Kathryn E. McGee presents “The Creek Keepers’ Lodge”
12. Jeffrey Ford presents “Five Pointed Spell”
13. Sean Eads presents “Predestination’s a Bitch”
14. Dean H. Wild presents “The Gaff”
15. Stephanie Bedwell-Grime presents “The Night Truck”
16. C. Michael Cook presents “The Night Crier”
17. Josh Rountree presents “Snowfather”
18. Jayani C. Senanayake presents “Kalu Kumaraya (My Dark Prince)”
19. Marc E. Fitch presents “The Starry Crown”
20. Connor de Bruler presents “Il Mostro”
21. Raymond Little presents “Elsa and I”
22. Lucas Pederson presents “We Were Monsters”
EXCERPT:
She’s outside my
window again when I call Werewolf into the room.
He rushes in
wearing nothing but his underwear and flailing around a curved skinning knife.
Werewolf notices
the room is clear, except for me standing beside the bed, and lowers the knife.
He clears his throat. “So . . . how’s it goin’?”
I point at the
window. And when he sees her, he drops the knife.
It’s only for a
split-second, but long enough for the eyes to transmit to the brain. Long
enough to know who, or what, presses its face against the glass staring in at
us.
“Jesus,”
Werewolf says. “That was . . . ”
“Her,” I say. “I
know.”
“What are we
gonna do, man? She’s supposed to be dead.”
I sigh heavily
and wipe beads of sweat from my forehead with trembling hands. This is worse
than I ever feared.
At first I only
saw her in glimpses outside. And a lot of the times I’d chalk it up to
imagination. Because, like Werewolf said, she was supposed to be dead.
Sometimes the
dead don’t stay dead, though.
Especially if
they’re not human.
— We Were
Monsters by Lucas Pederson
ABOUT: Lucas
Pederson
Lucas
Pederson is the author of several short
stories found in anthologies like Apex Publications’ The Blackness Within and Bards and Sages Great Tomes Vol.2. He has also written five novels, one of
which will be published by Severed Press. He’s currently working on a new young
adult horror novel. Lucas lives in a small Iowa town with his family and
werewolves (aka, huskies).
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