Get ready to be spooked once again with the third volume of our chilling collection of short ghost stories. In this new edition, we bring you even more bone-chilling tales that will make your skin crawl and keep you up at night.
From haunted mansion...
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Barbera Henley was a seasoned fisherwoman. She had spent her entire life on the water, and she knew the Atlantic like the back of her hand. She was accompanied by her crew, Bobby Baxter, Tom Turner, and Anita Bennings, who were all experienced fishermen in their own right.
It was a beautiful day when they set out on their fishing trip, the sun was shining bright and the water was calm. They had been out on the water for a few days and had caught a decent amount of fish, but on the fourth day, things took a turn for the worse.
As they were heading back to shore, they encountered a strange fog on the water. It seemed to come out of nowhere, and it was so thick that they couldn't see more than a few feet in front of them. Their navigation instruments started to play up, and they couldn't get a fix on their position.
Barbera tried to steer the boat out of the fog, but it seemed to be getting thicker and thicker. They were lost, and they had no idea which way to go. The crew was starting to get nervous, and Barbera could sense the tension building.
They had been wandering in the fog for days, and they were running low on supplies. They had heard strange noises and voices in the fog, but they couldn't see anything. It was as if they were trapped in a never-ending maze.
On the fifth day, they saw something that made their blood run cold. In the distance, they could see a ghost ship that had an eerie glow to it. They didn't see anyone aboard, and it was as if the ship was steering by itself.
Barbera tried to steer the boat away from the ghost ship, but it was as if they were being pulled towards it. They could hear the creaking of the old wooden planks and the sound of the water lapping against the hull. The crew was terrified, and they didn't know what to do.
As they got closer to the ghost ship, it suddenly faded out of existence, and the fog eventually cleared, leaving the crew shaken. They finally managed to get their bearings and headed back to shore, grateful to be alive.
But the experience had left a deep scar on their minds. They couldn't explain what had happened, and they didn't know if they would ever be able to shake the feeling of being lost at sea.
Days turned into weeks, and the crew tried to put the experience behind them, but it was always at the back of their minds. They had all seen something that they couldn't explain, and it haunted them.
Years went by, and the crew went their separate ways, but they never forgot about their encounter with the ghost ship. Barbera would often sit on the porch of her fishing shack, staring out at the water, wondering if she would ever see the ghost ship again.
And then one night, as she was sitting alone in her fishing shack, she heard the creaking of old wooden planks and the sound of water lapping against the hull. She knew what was coming, and she braced herself for the worst.
As she looked out at the water, she saw the ghost ship once again, glowing in the darkness. This time, it was closer than ever before, and she could see figures moving on board. She couldn't make out their faces, but she knew they were coming for her.
