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- Can You Feel Anything When I Do This? by Robert Sheckley
In the film, lapsed alcoholic, Jack, quickly sides with malevolent spirits and carries out their evil bidding without resistance.
Why do we need ghost stories? Ghost-story doyenne, Susan Hill, theorises in this Guardian article that we all enjoy thrills in a safe environment and in doing so prepare ourselves for the real frights and dangers in life. What about you? Which ones are your favourites? Maybe you are a rationalist who has no truck with ghosts, fictional or otherwise? In fact as children we used to go on ghost hunts.
And give ghost shows to long-suffering parents, Aunts and Uncles. Like Liked by 1 person.
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Sally, I would have loved to have seen your ghost shows! It sounds like a typically English country house scene. Like Like. You are commenting using your WordPress.
You are commenting using your Google account. You are commenting using your Twitter account. You are commenting using your Facebook account. Notify me of new comments via email. I even called out to it. But nobody answered. The only sound I heard were the steady ricochet of raindrops against the windowsills.
Furry Friends (A Horror Short Story)
Do we need to do this now? He stared at me and studied my demeanor for a moment. I shifted awkwardly and tried to appear intimidating. The guard once again flashed a friendly smile as he gestured me out into the hallway and locked up behind us.
We passed my own apartment on the way towards I thought about going back inside and locking the door. Something about the situation made me squirm. I nodded and waited while Michael opened up the door. His casual attitude continued to make me uncomfortable. Boxes upon boxes were stacked on the floor with neat little labels on each. Spare kitchen chairs made the studio tough to navigate. Once again, Michael waited by the door, while I navigated the junk and tried to investigated the other rooms.
The small corner kitchen contained the usual boiler plate electronics. The drawers appeared untouched and empty. A thin line of dust formed over the counter tops.
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I moved onto the bathroom and found a recently renovated shower head sparkling against a fresh paint job. I started to get jealous, and let my guard down a bit. This place looked nicer than my own. I bet they would be renting it out soon. I was prepared to write the entire thing off as an odd experience, before a voice spoke to me inside the bathroom. It was closer this time.
In the same room. I nearly jumped out of my skin, but tried to keep my cool around Michael, who was still outside creeping in the hallway. There was a closet in the bathroom.
Can You Feel Anything When I Do This? by Robert Sheckley
I opened it. She pushed her knees up to her shoulders and linked her feet together in a sad attempt to remain modest. Sweat poured down her brow. It caused her pretty brown hair to become matted and tangled on her forehead. He did this.
Footsteps approached from the hallway. Then I rushed over to the toilet and flushed the handle. Just had to tinkle. This remodel is nice. Gotta get you guys to update my apartment. I opened the door and was immediately greeted by a very suspicious looking security guard. Who can I talk to about that? Michael stared at me for about thirty seconds. At first he looked angry. Then he looked confused. Finally the suspicion faded from his wrinkled features. Not me. I laughed awkwardly and pushed past him.
I walked out into the hallway in a rush, never bothering to look behind my shoulder as Michael followed anxiously after. I could hear him locking the door to as I jetted towards my own apartment. I called out something back. The adrenaline coursed through my veins so quickly that my futile attempts at being casual dissipated the moment I got to my door.
I fumbled for the keys in my sweatpants pocket. I clacked them awkwardly against the metal lock. The ship is slowly but steadily succumbing to its advancing age, and an entire level has been abandoned to a malicious entity the crew picked up in its travels.
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At what point is the effort needed to keep living too great a price to pay for the quality of life you have? Like most great science fiction, Hopkins imagines a scenario that pushes that question to its extreme. However, the best stories in The Furry Future imagine a future where both humans and anthropomorphic animals grapple with the complications of their existence in meaningful ways, drawing the realities of their environment into their personal lives and reflecting them back through their actions. No matter how far we advance technologically, or how different we may be physically, we still have to deal with the same foibles and problems we always have.
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