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Thirteen Volume 1
Thirteen Volume 1
Thirteen Volume 1
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Thirteen Volume 1

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Three short macabre stories in the first of 4 volumes. In 'The Walk' a boy is sent on a simple errand to deliver a package, only to find himself in a strange and unfamiliar neighbourhood where no one knows his destination, and yet all seem to be hiding something, whilst a mysterious figure seems to be following him the whole time...In 'Fear into Matter', Louise, a bully, is kidnapped by a psychopathic doctor to perform an experiment on her that will transform her into a physical manifestation of her worst fear...in 'The Satan Child', after a terrible experience at church, a teenager starts hearing whispers, filling his head with dark temptations...these three bizarre stories are the first three of thirteen, and are sure to intrigue, disturb, and keep you reading right till the end.

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Release dateMar 13, 2016
ISBN9781311981516
Thirteen Volume 1
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Matthew Sorflaten

I am a young 23 year old writer based in London, written a series of short horror anthology stories called 'Thirteen', and am currently writing the dark comedy series of novels 'The Creepy Chronicles of Christmas Leaf', which I will be releasing soon. Had a play I wrote that was performed in 2013. Writing short, one-off stories used to be my passion, but lately I have started to write chronologically connected horror stories with a darkly humorous touch to them. I hope you enjoy my books.

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    Thirteen Volume 1 - Matthew Sorflaten

    The macabre rules.

    THIRTEEN 01: THE WALK

    ‘ Boy!’ Mr. Bush rasped. ‘Boy!’

    ‘ Yeah?’ Josh grunted, feeling absent-minded and tired from the long day.

    ‘ I need you to do something for me, boy. One last thing, then you can go home.’

    Josh sighed and rose. He had a job as an usher for a theatre production company, but found he often ended up working a lot harder than was implied in the job description. He worked under the eye of the large, middle-aged, sweaty Mr. Bush, the company manager, who hardly ever had any business due to hugely unreliable actors, shoddy props and lazily written plays, and HENCE THE THEATRE attracted a very small audience, WHICH MEANT JOSH HAD a lot of free time. Mr. Bush insisted that because (THAT) he hardly ever needed Josh, he should be doing more to earn his salary, and so frequently sent him on jobs, doing things like collecting dry-cleaning, make phone calls or clean the stage. The vast amount of errands he was sent on made for very hard work. In fact, he did so little ushering that he hardly considered himself to be an actual usher, MORE an errand boy or caretaker. Most days he went to work, the AUDITORIUM would be depressingly empty, SO THAT HE ONLY HAD to take a mere handful of people to sit down, MOST OF WHOM left halfway through. It was hardly the most enjoyable or cheerful of places to work, but due to a lack of education and experience, he felt he was lucky to have A JOB AT ALL.

    ‘ What is it sir?’ he asked politely, trying his best to hide the weariness in his voice. Despite his dislike of the job, one great fear of his was losing it.

    ‘ I need you to deliver a package for me, boy,’ his employer croaked. Although he could only have been just above 50 at most, his employer spoke in the manner of someone ancient, his words constantly sounding choked or muffled, in a strange wheeze.

    ‘ Where, sir?’ Josh enquired.

    ‘ Eh? Er…it’s Alexander Lane…not sure exactly where it…got the address here…been told to deliver it…quite important…not too far from here, boy, just around Baker’s Corner…you’ll find it…make sure you find it…nearby Baker’s Corner…very important. Go!’

    Josh felt a FAMILIAR frustration as Mr. Bush shoved the parcel into his arms and pushed him roughly out the door. Mr. Bush was always vague and unclear with instructions, and yet always expected his tasks to be completed perfectly. JOSH barely bothered to argue anymore, as Mr. Bush tended to react badly when questioned, and (they) never succeeded in making his instructions any clearer. This was one of the better times, however. He could ask someone on the street to direct him- this was mild in comparison to some complicated paintwork tasks Mr. Bush had given him before.

    It was getting late, nearing 7 o’clock, and Josh hoped he could get the delivery over and done with quickly, as he was tired and was keen to be home as soon as possible. Baker’s Corner wasn’t too far away, he thought, and if Mr. Bush’s very vague instructions were accurate (which he wouldn’t bet on) it shouldn’t take too long.

    He set off down the road with the parcel under his arm. He looked up into the sky. Dark clouds were gathering above him. Looked like rain.

    It took him about 15 minutes to reach Baker’s Corner, which was a very long road filled with shops, bakeries and supermarkets, often hugely busy, although it was a little quieter today. Perhaps it was something to do with the rain, he thought, as he could feel light drops coming down on him already, and it was beginning to get darker. This only encouraged him to find the place as soon as possible,

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