' Mountains so beautiful .' We looked at them and started towards them the only place we could hide from them why were they'd after us , who were these new breed ? Why were after us beside the obvious .
They were chasing now .' I told you .' But we ran .We ran .I looked back and they were coming .' Run don't stop .' The spiders were gaining but the mountains were closing .The spiders closed in on us , we were all doomed .
' No, I can't die like this .' I yelled and kept running .
The Butcher's Boy
- 2011 Readers Favorite Award Silver Medal Winner in Horror - Fiction
A Paranormal/Chiller by Michael Robb
Thirty-one years ago, Buxly the Butcher went to trial for killing h