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.

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should move, willed it to simply pull away from the

wall, but it felt as though her mind and body were disconnected.

Nothing would simply make her move.

“You shouldn’t run away,” he said hoarsely. “Wives

don’t run away from their husbands. Those who do are

brought back to the village and stoned.”

By the time he finished the second sentence, he was

saying the words matter-of-factly, as though he’d just

read them from a textbook. It was a sharp contrast to

the desperation in his voice that was there just a few

moments prior. Even if she wanted to respond, she

physically couldn’t. Something as simple as the movement

of her jaw was impossible with whatever kind of

curse he’d placed upon her.

He traced a finger down her spine. She felt as though

she needed to shiver, but even a basic involuntary

movement couldn’t jar her from this state of paralysis.

He reached for her wrists and moved them with ease.

With the spell holding her in place, he could move her

any way pleased.

It almost felt as though he was mocking her, with

how easily he manipulated her now.

“I didn’t want to have to use enchantments on

you,” he said. “There was no reason for you to react so

strongly.”

He turned her around so that she was facing him.

She had no choice but to look at him, feeling miserable,

vulnerable, and so starkly bare in contrast to his

layers of clothing and the overcoat he wore on top of it

all. She focused on his face instead, looking at the dark

hair that looked as though he hadn’t bothered to cut

in a while and the dark eyes that were transfixed on

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