Twice Dead

The teenagers took off into the woods. They came upon a moss-covered stone structure, breathless, scraped, and muddied from running through low-hanging branches and tripping over raised roots.

“Please help.” A pale young girl appeared from behind the well. Bloodstains covered the front of her dress.

“It’s the ghost!” Jake snatched a log from a cutout in the structure.

She stepped closer, and he swung—the log turning her head all the way around, snapping her neck.

They watched her body, waited for it to vanish into thin air, but it remained stiff on the cold forest floor.

© 2015 Nortina Simmons

This is a continuation of last week’s “Prom Night.”


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