Coffin Hop #1

Hello and welcome to my first post of the 2014 Coffin Hop.

Now, one of the things that I have been doing recently is looking into paranormal investigation shows. In doing so, I managed to find out about The Paranormal Knights. This is a group that is trying to raise enough money to film their pilot episode. They are wanting to create a show that leaves all the trumped up drama behind. The IndieGoGo site says that they will be focusing on the historical significance of the place that is being haunted.

This has inspired me to write the serial that I am posting for the Hop. I hope you enjoy it.

Don’t forget to follow the links to the other wonderful horror writers taking part in the Coffin Hop. Everyone is giving away something cool as an extra incentive to get you to visit them. For my give away, you will get an entry for each comment you leave on a piece of the story. The winner will receive a free ARC of my novel, Double Occupancy.

L. E. White

Feeding

 Connor was leaning against the front of the van, back arched and elbows resting on the hood. He smiled when he saw three sets of headlights coming toward him. Each set was dimmer than the one before it as clouds of dust from the gravel billowed out like a smoke screen from a spy movie.

A few moments later, all three vehicles were parked in the lawn beside Connor’s van. Another minute, and six people were standing in a semi-circle around him.

“Good Evening,” he said, using his best Transylvanian accent. “I am your guide for this adventure.” He stopped talking and looked at the group but his smile was replaced with a frown when nobody smiled back at him.

“You guys have got to relax and have some fun with this,” he said. “If you stay this stiff, it is going to be a hell of a long night.”

A couple nodded their heads, but there still wasn’t much of a reaction.

“Alright, you are all here because you signed up for a night of ghost hunting. I will inspect your packs to be sure there isn’t any contraband and then we can go in.”

“Wait a minute,” A tall thin woman said. “What do you mean contraband?”

“Simple really,” Conner walked over to her. “We can’t be taking anything inside which might influence our results. So, no drugs, no booze and no religious paraphernalia. As agreed, I have recorders, cameras and stuff so all you needed to bring were flashlights.”

A short blonde girl with a number of piercings on her face looked up at the pale man beside her. “Josh, why he wants us to leave all our stuff behind?”

Josh shook his head. “I don’t know, but I don’t like the idea of walking in there unprotected. Even if there isn’t much chance of anything bad happening.”

“I don’t like this.”

“Don’t worry Clare,” Josh said. “We can probably slip a couple of things in with us.”

While Connor was lecturing the heavy set guy who had a bottle of whiskey in his pack, Josh and Clare walked back to the car and put most of their stuff in the back seat. Bottles of oil, slender candles, boxes of salt and a variety of crosses, stars and statues all ended up on the seats.

“Just pick one or two things to hide in your coat or shirt,” Josh said. “That will be all we can do.”

They walked back to the group and allowed Connor to look through the pack they now shared.

“Alright everyone,” Connor said as he handed the pack back to Josh. “Let’s get this equipment set up and see what the old girl has to show us tonight.”

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