The Haunted Traveler May 2017 Edition


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.


length of the cargo compartments making sure there

were no problems, which there never were, but doing

the walks broke the monotony.

Walking down the corridor between the crew’s

cabins he thought about stopping to see if Danielle

was okay. Unlike Ruiz and Benson, he didn’t think her

room being cluttered with useless moon rocks meant

she was crazy. It was odd but not crazy. He was about

to knock on her door when he heard a voice whispering

behind him. He turned just in time to see the face

of Marslow just before she wrapped a cable around his

neck and yanked it, instantly breaking his neck.

Hearing a noise, Danielle opened her door and went

out into the corridor in time to see Marslow dragging

Tou’s body into the sleep chamber. She hit the button

on the ship’s intercom. “Commander meet me at the

sleep chamber,” she yelled into it.

“We’re right behind you,” the Commander said running

down the corridor toward her with Ruiz following.

They got Tou,” she said.

“Who is they?” the Commander asked not breaking

her stride and pulling Danielle along with her.

The crew in the pods,” Danielle said.

“How is that possible?” Ruiz said as they came to a

stop outside of the sleep chamber.

“I don’t know exactly,” Danielle said. “It’s some kind

of dissociative effect, only in this case it’s not mental,

their bodies are materializing outside of their real bodies

and outside of the pods. It’s like split personalities

where both personalities have a form. The buried psy-

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