The Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Marge Simon @Darc_Nina #LoH #fiction

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Woman at the Window
by Marge Simon

The bench inside is cold, the train station deserted. Trains don’t run here anymore, obviously. Earlier, he’d taken a couple of ‘ludes with some meth. Definitely coming down off it now. He feels sluggish and tired, good a place as any to crash. He looks at the bag on the floor. It had been pretty easy, almost too easy. Old man in that liquor store, he didn’t put up any protest while he filled the sack with bills. A shame this had to be the guy’s last day. The take wasn’t very much, but it’d buy him enough stash to make a profit.
Around him, the floor is littered with refuse –candy wrappers, used condoms, cigarette butts. He’s reminded of Delany’s Dahlgren, in which a city is cut off from the rest of the world by a mysterious catastrophe. He can never remember how it ends. Lighting a joint, he shuffles over to the window.  Just then, the panes begin rattling. Distant and low, then louder –the wail of a train. The floor quakes with the rumble of wheels on steel. It slows to a stop. With a start, he notices the doors to the platform are chained shut, but he grabs and shakes them anyway. Fuck! Well, there’s his answer. Trains are still running – at least, this one is. He doesn’t plan on leaving town just yet anyway.
The train starts up again and pulls away. Someone must’ve gotten off because there’s a figure outside the filthy window. He can see hands on the glass. A woman’s voice, “Please, let me in!”   Nothing he could do, even if he cared. He sure as shit doesn’t want company right now. He yells “FUCK OFF!” But she doesn’t leave.
Gradually her voice changes, deepens, continuing in a clear, hypnotic monotone. He decides he likes her voice. Suddenly, she’s beside him. Vaguely he wonders how she got in, but it’s not important. She is telling him not to worry, all will be so wonderful very soon. “What beautiful hands you have,” she says.  He puts one of his beautiful fingers in his mouth, sucks. It tastes delicious …
A squad car pulls up, two officers emerge.
Officer #1: “This is the place, all right. It’s known to be haunted, that’s why the boys were there, something about a dare. They swore there’s a corpse inside.”
Officer #2: “Yeah, the doors are open. Remember, they claimed it was already unlocked. All they did was give ‘em a push.”
Officer #1: “There he is, over on that bench. Looks young, maybe nineteen, twenty. Blood all over his hands and shirt. Those kids must’ve rifled his bag. At least they turned the money in. What’ll you bet it’s from that liquor store robbery and homicide the other day?”
Officer #2: “Yeah, –hey, what’s this in his mouth?” Henry reaches down and pulls something out. “It’s his index finger, ragged at the end. See? Looks chewed on.”
Officer #1: “Christ! But that can’t be what killed him. Looks like he’s just seen a ghost. Maybe a lady ghost, smell that perfume?” He starts to laugh, but the wail of a train horn cuts him off.
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The Demeter Diaries
by Marge Simon and‎ Bryan D. Dietrich

‘The Demeter Diaries’ is a record of love and longing and the inevitable horror that arises between the minds of Mina Harker and Vlad Dracula as they court one another in waking dreams. The dialogue, written in both poetry and prose, imagines a psychic connection that develops between the two even before Dracula arrives in England. As Dracula makes his way from Transylvania to Whitby on the doomed ship Demeter, the two would-be lovers transmit their thoughts across the waves and lands that separate them, alternately wooing and terrifying one another with the idea of love eternal and all the dark delicacies necessary to ensure it. Front cover art by Wendy Saber Core, interior illustrations by Luke Spooner.

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About Nina D'Arcangela

Nina D’Arcangela is a quirky horror writer who likes to spin soul rending snippets of despair. She reads anything from splatter matter to dark matter. She's an UrbEx adventurer who suffers from unquenchable wanderlust. She loves to photograph abandoned places, bits of decay and old grave yards. Nina is a co-owner of Sirens Call Publications, a co-founder of the horror writer's group 'Pen of the Damned', founder and administrator of the Ladies of Horror Picture-prompt Monthly Writing Challenge, and if that isn't enough, put a check mark in the box next to owner and resident nut-job of Dark Angel Photography.
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4 Responses to The Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Marge Simon @Darc_Nina #LoH #fiction

  1. afstewart says:

    An eerie story, well written.

  2. Marge says:

    Thanks, A.F., but I am disgusted with it for several reasons. The ghost part seems clunky to me, but the worst is when the cops show up and are talking like one is sighted and the other is blind or nearsighted (like me). Worse, it seems they don’t talk about anything about the case when in the patrol car.They save it all up until they get inside the train station. Actually, this is a good story to tear apart for learning purposes. I don’t mind doing it myself, anyway. First 2 paragraphs are okay, though.

  3. Love this – a traditional ghost story with a modern twist – loved the dialogue between the police officers. The detail of the man’s eaten finger is just the right level of gruesome. Really good use of the prompt.

  4. Marge Simon says:

    Thanks, Alex! Shut my mouth! 😀

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