Terrifying Horror Stories by Mark Antony Raines and Freddy the Freak Horror Host.
Chapter 1
Mrs and Mr Bligh look lovely at the posters and the old newspaper clippings of their Daughter Mary hope whilst going to school disappeared fifteen years ago.
Searches were made ;Radio and Television appeals made ; police doing a reconstruction of the incident but no clues or witnesses came forward; so slowly and surely like all these cases it became yesterday's news .
The telephone rings and Mr Bligh gets off his comfy leather back chair and picks it up and answers it;he drops the phone onto the carpet and looks at Mrs Bligh in a mixture of confusion and horror.
Mrs Bligh goes over to the phone and places the receiver to her ear and is absolutely stunned by what she hears.
"Mum and Dad your fate is sealed;I have made a pact with Satan to give him my soul for the revenge of my murder by you both .I come to visit during the witching hour your daughter Mary"
Mrs Bligh just gives Mr Bligh a huge sigh and wags her index finger and then says.
"It must be a hoax call from someone who read about us and trying to scare us now that us get back to dealing with today's cores"
The day went into night then midnight struck on all the clocks within the dwelling s of the house.
A shadow figure appears out of things air carrying a spade in one hand and a axe in the other. It glides silently up the stairs; the creature reaches the bedroom of Mr and Mrs Bligh and precedes to push down on the handle to open the door.
The creature enters the room and observes that both of its intended victims are in a state of rem sleep; the axe is risen and with a series of heavy thudding blows swings upon the victims with a force of each cut removes any limb ;red crimson sickly coloured blood oozes out ;the bed has become a sea of red with limbs on each side.
On the pillows are two heads with eyes wide open and a look of fear etched upon their face.
Back in time fifteen years along to be precise, Mary was merrily playing her favourite goth band loudly to drown out the constant arguments of her mum and dad.
Mr Bligh entered the room and slowly approaches Mary and snatches her up in his arms and cradles her tightly in a bear hug looking straight at the mirror he drags onto the bed.
Then Mrs Bligh enters the scenero and places a pillow on her daughter's face and raises up the knife in her hand straight through the Egyptian cotton causing it to get bloodstained.
Mr Bligh lifts the cadaver of his former daughter down the stairs into the garage where he and his wife begin to dismemberment and beheading and place the items neatly into double wrapped plastic bags and put them outside for the dustman to collect the next day.
Mr and Mrs Bligh had once loved the little girl who played with dolls and asked for Bedtime stories to help her sleep; but this thing was not the child it was the spawn of Satan himself and must be dealt with accordingly.
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