This week's Scary Saturday Tale is Shambler Club, by Joseph A. Pinto! Joseph combines two scary elements of fear into this story and creates a wonderful mix of terror. The ending is especially satisfying. It resonates with me for a number of reasons. I'm certain it will with you as well.
I only have the very beginning of Joseph's story below. Click on the link above to read it in its entirety. While you're at the Pen Of The Damned website, read more of Joseph's super tales. All of them are free, and they are all superbly written.
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Shambler ClubStrangely, I felt no pain. Stars exploded before my eyes, and all went black.
***I should’ve known better. I’d heard the stories, but dismissed them as fancy. Urban legend. I’d taken the garbage out, then for a walk with the dog. Together we enjoyed the quiet of a birthing night. Muffin sniffed around a pole while I admired the pink sky. I never got many of those moments; the ones of solitude, that was. My home was a frantic hub, three teenage girls and an angry wife. I escaped as often as I could, even if it meant something as simple as watching Muffin piss atop a neighbor’s lawn.
The lab reared her head, nose attacking the air, hackles raised. She backed her ass against me, a deep growl caught in her throat. I scanned the lawns expecting to see another animal, a raccoon, maybe; worst still, a skunk. I saw nothing. Only a white car humming down the street. “Easy girl,” I cooed, her snout swinging in confusion.
That’s all I remembered . . .