October = Halloween = horror!
Here’s a snippet from “Tim and Sara,” about two friends who escape from a mental institution. In this scene, Tim has gotten them kicked off their Greyhound bus and they’re spending the night in a bus station.
I wake in the middle of the night. The station lobby is empty, lights off but the parking lot streetlights provide more than enough illumination in here. Sara lies next to me, curled in a ball, hair in her face. I reach over, brush it off and behind her ear. Her face is relaxed as she sleeps, peaceful.
I stretch, return to sleep but I’m awakened by a loud noise. I open my eyes, afraid to move, and see Sara is in the corner, pleading with someone who may not even be there, stomping her feet, crying. I know I should help her but I’m afraid of her voices, afraid of what they might make her do if they find out I’m listening.
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