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    Graves
    Graves
    Graves
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    Graves

    By Justin Cawthorne

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    A remote island community is subjected to a terrifying reckoning after a grave mysteriously appears in the garden of one unsuspecting resident. As death visits the islanders, one by one, at the hands of an unseen and unstoppable force, the inhabitants begin to turn on one another.

    Graves, a work of horror that recalls the classics of the genre, re-edited and re-released in a new 2016 edition. Read it now ... before it's too late ...

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJustin Cawthorne
    Release dateDec 30, 2009
    ISBN9781452380346
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    Justin Cawthorne

    Justin Cawthorne is an author of tales that explore new ways to draw terror from both the known and unknown. In partnership with the "Tales To Terrify" podcast, Justin Cawthorne was a recipient of the 2016 Parsec Award for Best Speculative Fiction Story: Small Cast (Short Form), awarded for the adaptation of his short story "Graves". He has a short story, "Colder Still" appearing in the anthology Shadows & Teeth Volume 2, published by Darkwater Syndicate.

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      Graves

      by Justin Cawthorne

      The first grave appeared four days ago.

      Hardly anyone noticed it. I can't say I thought much about it either.

      Come to think of it, I found it quite funny at first. Harmless, even. Now it's a different kind of funny: like someone who's funny in the head and takes a loaded shotgun into a room full of people. I’ve got no idea whether Aaron found it funny when he woke up that morning and found a gravestone sticking out of his garden.

      Probably not.

      The routine had been the same for both of us over the years. Every morning I'd walk by his house, clearing my head, getting my morning breather—whatever you wanted to call it. Aaron would be there in his garden, spending the brighter part of the day keeping nature in check. If it rained the work would be put on hold, but I'd still see him sitting ruefully under the porch, biding his time until the weather turned in his favour. He might have been able to control his plants, flowers and everything else that lived in his garden, but the skies were out of his hands. I think he always resented that.

      The weather on that particular day was fine, some might even say it was perfect.

      I called to Aaron as I walked by. Good day for it, eh?

      He nodded, stopping to glance up at the blue sky. It is, indeed.

      That was it for most mornings. We’d exchange our ritual greeting and I’d carry on walking. Our dialogue was as constant as Aaron’s garden: little changed, just like the rest of the damn island. Anything new may as well have had a neon sign pointing down at it.

      This time I stopped.

      What's that then? I asked. A new feature?

      He

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