The Haunted Traveler Vol 1 Issue 2

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Kick in Halloween with the latest issue of The Haunted Traveler. We opened up and looked for the strangest and the most horrific tales from this universe, bringing them here in a single collection for the readers to get a little twisted. The Haunted Traveler is a horror and science fiction literary anthology that releases twice a year. Published through Weasel Press, the anthology seeks to roam around with the stories you'll never forget. Those dark little tales that are sort of etched in everyone. We love the dark and twisted and we really want to be scared. Check out our website to see when we're open next. 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.

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open, and see my wife standing there.

Was it so wrong of me to have been curious?

We’d been so open and loving before she got pregnant,

and most of the way through it. We’d talked

about anything and everything. I still wonder if I only

imagined how weird she seemed to be in her quiet moments

after the seventh month, or if was I only noticing

what had been there all along. And just as she

really seemed to be getting back to her old self…

I’d brought home flowers to celebrate. I was

going to sit down, and ask openly and gently what this

strangeness between us had been. We were going to

celebrate the fact that whatever this weird mood was,

it had passed; and we were all fine as a family now.

I’d come home early. Most of me agrees that

I didn’t know she was... feeding our daughter. In the

most literal of truth I didn’t. But that little voice in the

back of my head always points out that the only time

that door was closed, is when she was feeding our

daughter Isana. Was that really it? Was that the real

reason I threw the door open? Because inside I was

dying to know what she did in there when the door

was shut? Because I wanted so badly to know what

was in that locked room? Well I got my answer. One

of them anyway. A handful of answers, and so many

more questions. A swan would’ve been less than no

problem; and at least a half serpent is still half human.

It looked like she’d been crossing the room.

I’d caught her at the worst time; and from the worst

angle. I could see everything, and it was all wrong.

Gone was the pert, round butt which I’d seen so little

of lately; replaced by… how to describe them? The

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