Get ready to be spooked with the second volume of short and easy to read ghost stories compiled and written by Glenn Riley. These tales will send shivers down your spine and keep you on the edge of your seat. From haunted houses to ghostly apparitio...
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Chapter 1: The Arrival
Edward Jones Pendalton, the expert exorcist in expelling ghosts and demons, had been retired for two years now. He had just turned 67 and was enjoying the peace and quiet of his retirement in his small town in England. However, when he received the call from Trish McEvoy, he knew he had to come out of retirement.
Trish McEvoy was his former student and had been working as a paranormal investigator for the past few years. She had reached out to him for help in cleansing an old and ancient monastery of an evil presence that lingered around its ruins.
The drive to the monastery was long and treacherous. The old monastery was located in a remote area in the countryside, surrounded by dense forests and steep hills. As he drove closer, Edward could feel a strange sensation in his bones. The closer he got, the more uneasy he became.
When he arrived, Trish was waiting for him at the entrance of the monastery. She looked visibly shaken and worried.
"Edward, thank you for coming," Trish said as she hugged him. "I'm really glad you're here."
"What's the situation?" Edward asked, his tone serious and professional.
"It's worse than we thought," Trish said. "The evil presence in the monastery is much stronger than we anticipated. We need your help to get rid of it."
Edward nodded, his mind already racing with possibilities.
"I need to see the property," he said.
Trish led him through the overgrown courtyard and towards the ruins of the monastery. The structure was centuries old and had long since fallen into disrepair. The walls were crumbling, and the roof had caved in. The only light came from the dim rays of the setting sun, casting long shadows on the walls.
As they entered the ruins, Edward could feel a cold draft sweep through the corridors. The air was thick with an eerie silence that sent chills down his spine.
"This way," Trish said, leading him deeper into the ruins.
Edward could sense something was off, but he couldn't put his finger on it. The atmosphere was heavy, and he could feel a strange energy in the air. It was as if the walls themselves were alive, watching and waiting.
"What's in there?" Edward asked, pointing to a doorway.
"That's the chapel," Trish said. "It's where we've detected the strongest presence."
Edward took a deep breath, preparing himself for what was to come. He knew this would not be an easy job, but he was determined to rid the monastery of its evil presence.
"Let's get to work," he said, stepping into the chapel.
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