The Haunted Traveler Vol. 1 Issue 1
Welcome to the first issue of The Haunted Traveler; a roaming anthology seeking to collect the strange and the wild stories that we all carry. Those words hidden in the deep dark that linger around. Weasel Press is proud to have released this first collection of material and is excited to do more anthologies in the future. The Haunted Traveler is a non-profit, Horror and Science Fiction anthology that accepts a wide variety of art media such as photography, short fiction, creative non-fiction, digital artwork and more. Our anthology publishes twice a year. To find out more information about our submission process, please review our submission guidelines. Our first issue was released on March 28, 2014 and we couldn’t be more excited to feature the explosive talent that has been submitted to us. Our idea is to have an anthology roaming around parts of the world with a collection of frightening and strange stories; a mysterious anthology with a collection of ghosts.
Welcome to the first issue of The Haunted Traveler; a roaming anthology seeking to collect the strange and the wild stories that we all carry. Those words hidden in the deep dark that linger around. Weasel Press is proud to have released this first collection of material and is excited to do more anthologies in the future. The Haunted Traveler is a non-profit, Horror and Science Fiction anthology that accepts a wide variety of art media such as photography, short fiction, creative non-fiction, digital artwork and more. Our anthology publishes twice a year. To find out more information about our submission process, please review our submission guidelines. Our first issue was released on March 28, 2014 and we couldn’t be more excited to feature the explosive talent that has been submitted to us. Our idea is to have an anthology roaming around parts of the world with a collection of frightening and strange stories; a mysterious anthology with a collection of ghosts.
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manoid, but it is not human. It just stares, unblinking, unwavering.<br />
I don’t think it has eyelids. Sometimes when I<br />
pass a mirror its face is inches from my own, just leering and<br />
grinning. That permanent, sickening grin! Its mouth is lipless<br />
and stretched twice as wide as a persons, with rows of<br />
tiny, dolphin-like teeth. Recently, I saw it in the mirror in<br />
the baby’s room sitting in her cot, it’s long, sinewy legs bent<br />
and contorted to fit between the rails. This is the terror that<br />
drove my uncle mad, that he was trying to warn me against.<br />
So here I am, back in that old house in Rathmines, one<br />
last time. When I saw it in our daughter’s cot and I covered<br />
every mirror in the house my wife thought I was losing my<br />
mind. I don’t blame her. Maybe I am. So what else can I do?<br />
My hand has been forced. It was a moral dilemma of course,<br />
and I haven’t made this decision lightly. But once I had it<br />
was easy to find people with an interest in the arcane to take<br />
up my offer to allow them study the device. I have just left<br />
one of them in the attic to examine it for herself. I desperately<br />
hope that thing will leave me alone now, given how intently<br />
I saw it looking at her from the mirror in the corner of the<br />
room as I closed the door.<br />
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