You go down into your cellar after weeks of not being down there. You notice a row of jars lining your shelf but they no longer have your nails and screws in them. All they have in them now is some kind of liquid. As you move closer to the jars you notice a letter on each one and it spells out your name. As you back up in shock you bump into something and feel a prick in your back. You try desperately to get out of the cellar but as you do you feel yourself getting very sleepy.
365 Nights of Fear
By horrerfreak
How many ways are there to be scared? Well, in my book 365 Nights of Fear I will tell you one good way to be... More