October’s story is “Stone Tower.”
The voice was quiet, quiet with rage. For once in your life you shall listen. Tara didn’t know where that voice came from; she knew only that she must obey. To bed. She silently turned and climbed back beneath the covers. But she could not–would not–sleep. She stared into the dark, listening to the wind, feeling as if she’d lost something important and trying to remember what.
I always try to post something a little bit creepy for Halloween–and sometimes, the things we can see aren’t half as frightening as the voices we can hear. (Story is rated PG-13, and not meant for younger readers.)