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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Her vision blackened and her body went limp as she

dangled in his grasp.

“She’s coming to,” was the first words Danielle

heard. As her vision cleared the face of the ship’s pilot,

Commander Lansing, was close to hers.

“Are you okay?” The Commander asked.

Danielle quickly sat up. She was in the infirmary and

on the exam table. With the Commander was Tou, the

ship’s cargo specialist, and Ruiz, the technical operations

specialist.

“How did I get here?” Danielle said.

“I found you passed out in the sleep chamber,” Tou

said. “You’re now in the infirmary.”

“I can see where I am,” she snapped at him. “He tried

to kill me.”

“What do you mean?” The Commander asked. “Who

tried to kill you?”

“Jack Moran choked me,” Danielle said. “He had his

hands around my neck.” She put her hands to her neck,

wincing as she touched both sides of her neck.

“Jack Moran is in a sleep pod,” the Commander said.

Danielle hopped off the table and went to the mirror

and looked at the bruising on her neck. She turned to

her crew mates. “I didn’t do this to myself,” she said

pointing to her neck. “Somehow Jack Moran got out of

his pod and tried to kill me.”

“Is that even possible?” Ruiz asked. “I mean unless a

crew member on the wake shift or the emergency system

initiates it, a person can’t get out of a pod on their

own.”

“And then get back in,” the Commander added.

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