“Who is it?” she mumbled incoherently.
“She just vanished right in front of my eyes…..but not before she could see her eyes…. They were glowing like the eyes of predators in dark… “a shudder ran through my spine”…your grandma told me later.” Her father would have continued the story, surrounded by a bunch of gaping kids, swallowing every word that came out of his mouth.
This is from my collection of dark stories, in different shades of dark, but mostly without blood, gore, violence and especially erotics. 😉
Black mist and other stories
ISBN-13: 978-1502895233 (CreateSpace-Assigned)
BISAC: Fiction / Ghost