The Haunted Traveler Vol 1 Issue 2


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.


and smiled soothingly. “Don’t worry about that, my

poor dear Evelyn. I have something here that will help

with that.”

Two pink pills were removed from her handbag

and placed in Evelyn’s tremulous hand.

“Take these now dear and by the time you get there

you’ll feel as right as rain, without a care in the


Evelyn hurried to her kitchen, filled a glass

with what was left in the bottle of whiskey and swallowed

the pills down; the whiskey so enraged her

tooth her she almost screamed.

They walked briskly through the village, the

elder leading the younger and talking brightly as she

shared tiny snippets of village history with her charge.

A king slept there. A witch was drowned there and the

only bomb we saw in the whole of the war fell there.

Evelyn was not the slightest bit interested, but was

grateful for the distraction and tried her best to make

as many encouraging noises as her mouth would allow.

“Here we are then.” Mrs Briggs announced

cheerily as she came smartly to attention outside the

last in a line of thin, shabby, Victorian houses.

Evelyn inspected the grey walled building

closely; there was nothing about it to suggest it held

a professional or successful dental practise. No brass

name plate. No fresh paint and no new Mercedes in

the drive. This did not help calm her nerves.

“You are coming in with me. Aren’t you?”

“Yes of course dear, if that’s what you want.”

Evelyn nodded firmly.

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