Two-Sentence Horror Story #20

4b028a3aba6ba3cef75f8da34a3bc2faIt was sunset in the cemetery, so I was already a little on edge when I saw him, waving to me from a distance among the gravestones. He held his dismembered head in the other arm, its teeth grit in a pained smile.

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