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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hollow thud.

Deidre approached, caution evident in every

step. Anna scowled at the doll and kicked it across the

floor.

“Where is Serena?”

“Easy, now,” Deidre said, her tone honeysweet.

“She’s just fine.”

“You’re hiding her. You took her while I was

sleeping. A changeling wouldn’t do this time. No, not

after I outsmarted you all before. You may be dying

but you don’t want your kind to be murdered.” Anna

grinned, panting.

Anna hurled the arms, aiming for Deidre’s

head. The nurse dodged them and tackled Anna, pinning

her against the bassinette.

“Evil faerie bitch!” Anna struggled, turning in

Deidre’s grasp, grappling for leverage.

“Take her,” Deidre said, sounding winded.

Anna bucked as stronger arms bound her, her

hair falling across her eyes. She slammed her head

against the brick wall holding her fast, her teeth rattled

together and stars flashed before her eyes.

“Hold her,” Deidre said.

“Hurry up. God, she’s stronger than she

looks,” a man said.

A sharp pain pierced Anna’s arm, brief and

stinging. She thrashed, her blood thundering through

her body.

Henry. He didn’t understand. No one did. No

one believed me. Not even when they found the little

corpse among the ashes.

Anna sobbed, tiring. A warm haze washed her,

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