The Haunted Traveler May 2017 Edition

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After a brief hiatus, The Haunted Traveler is back to bring you some of the best horror out there. Open up and tread with caution, the next scare is just a page flip away.

ed by wrapping both of his arms around her and pulling

her against him. He kept one arm wrapped around

her and reached up to touch her hair with his free hand.

The arm he used to hold her in place was unpleasantly

tight and made it harder to breathe, while he stroked

her hair with contrasting gentleness that didn’t make

any sense to her.

She used these moments to take in her surroundings.

The walls around her were lined countless metal devices

with ominously sharp edges, and test tubes and

beakers containing oddly colored fluids. There were

also at least half a dozen mirrors and probably two

dozen faded photographs on the walls. She couldn’t

explain the presence of either of those things; however,

when her gaze landed upon human bones, her mind

was made up. Even with how tenderly he was stroking

her hair, she couldn’t remain there with him in such a

place. Her horrified gaze was locked on the skeleton

for a long time before she managed to think logically

and look for an exit. She only saw one door built into

the brick walls, but fortunately, it wasn’t too far away.

Her body felt fatigued, even exhausted, but she was

certain she could manage that much distance.

She stayed still for a moment, hoping that his grip

would ease up and afford her the chance to pull away.

Sure enough, after a few moments of holding her too

tight, he placed both of his hands on her shoulders

and leaned back to hold her at arm’s length. He looked

at her quizzically; there was definitely some concern

there, but there was also an analytical edge to the way

he tracked her movements, like a scientist observing

his lab rat.

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