A Hundred Words of Horror For Hallowe'en...

[newnumber6]

Here we go... 4 100 word short horror stories, for Halloween.

The Biography of King Earl

A good biographer can capture a subject's soul in a few words. So can an evil sorcerer. It doesn't take many. One hundred will do the job, contain all that is or was about a man.

The worst part is, in a really good spell, the words come to overwrite reality. The subject is removed from history, eternally tortured by cramped spaces and a lack of detail. His deeds go unremembered, and even the sorcerer can't remember his reason. The poor man hasn't even been given a face.

Once a glorious king, his palace is much smaller now. One story.

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IM Worried

Marybear11 (09:45:15PM): I miss u.
Bi++erPhi1 (09:46:03PM): U 2. How r the kids?
Marybear11 (09:46:35PM): Asleep.
Bi++erPhi1 (09:46:43PM): No problems?
Marybear11 (09:47:02PM): Not with them. Scary being here alone, tho.
Bi++erPhi1 (09:47:24PM): Scaredy cat.
Marybear11 (09:47:54PM): Serious, its creepy. I keep thinking someone's watching.
Bi++erPhi1 (09:48:26PM): You say that every time.
Marybear11 (09:48:57PM): Worse this time, probably cuz of what happened at work.
Bi++erPhi1 (09:49:19PM): he'll cool off
Marybear11 (09:49:31PM): hope so
Bi++erPhi1 (09:50:01PM): *hug* I'll be back tomorrow.
Marybear11 (09:50:29PM): can't wait. Brb, doorbell
Bi++erPhi1 (09:56:28PM): u back yet?
Bi++erPhi1 (09:59:52PM): Mary?
Bi++erPhi1 (10:13:14PM): U there?
Bi++erPhi1 (11:11:39PM): ...hello?

(Author's note: I consider each timestamp 1 word and each namestamp likewise 1 word)
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There's Something Outside

There's Something outside, and it wants in. I'm afraid. I'm not sure why. Maybe It's benign, only curious about us. But maybe It's malevolent, and wants to hurt us.

I didn't expect this when I decided to sleep under the stars. I thought I was outside. I didn't know then that every outside is inside somewhere else. I fell asleep by the campfire, and awoke to the sound of Something scrabbling, pushing against the walls of what I thought was everything. Now I want that damn axe, before It breaks through.

There's Something Outside, and oh, god, it's coming In!

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The last one I actually wrote last year, but I figured I'd include it for the theme's sake...

The Stars Were Right

They always said Millie and I were each other's destiny, but something was always in the way.

Then it finally happened. The stars aligned. We were both single.

That night was perfect until we woke and saw that thing rising from the ocean.

Now, like most, she does little besides cannibalism, screwing, and killing, indiscriminately, and yelling "Ia! Ia Cthulhu!"

I fake it, to take care of her, but she knows. We're growing apart.

It's sad to discover two people so in love can't manage to go mad together. And to think, she always said I was the impractical one.

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Edit: occamsnailfile also has wrote some 100 word short horror stories here. They're quite good, you should check them out.

Comments

[thebitterguy]

Nice. I particularly like The Stars Were Right.

[newnumber6.livejournal.com]

Thanks! That's probably my favorite of the bunch too.

[occamsnailfile.livejournal.com]

I like those. They all carry something very briefly enough to convey the story, and are creepy. Of course, I'd expect you to know enough Lovecraftian trope to call it up on demand out of anybody. ;)

My favorite is the axe one.

[newnumber6.livejournal.com]

Well, of course. Me? Not make a Lovecraft reference when it's remotely possible to? I included Cthulhu as an example in a philosophy essay, for Hastur's sake!

[st-aurafina.livejournal.com]

Scary! I really like the IM one. Eee.

[newnumber6.livejournal.com]

Thanks!

[80sfiend.livejournal.com]

I really like the last one. :D