Short Story: Trooper Josh Reynolds night goes straight to hell when he stumbles upon what was supposed to be the neighborhood Halloween party.
We were late. Linda, my wife, wouldn't go down to the Grayson's without me, not since the episode with their son last year.
“This is Trooper Josh Reynolds with the State Police . . .I, uh . . ,” I trailed off as I approached the yard, my brain unable to wrap around what I was seeing.
This year, it wasn't wax figures propped in front of the house.
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