Tales From Dark Places: The Halloween Collection

By The Indie Collaboration

A selection of chilling stories from some of the best Indie authors on the market. We dare you to venture into these pages of spine chilling tales and stories of ghosts and goblins. Freely donated by the authors themselves, these dark passages are a great example of their various, unique styles and imaginations. This is the first of a series of topical collections brought to you by The Indie Collaboration.

Contributing Authors: Peter John, D.C. Rogers, Sonya C. Dodd, Sheryl Seal, Madhu Kalyan Mattaparth, Alan Hardy, William O'Brien, Gunjan Vyas, Chris Raven. Cover Art by Book Birdy Designs.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Peter John
• Release date: Oct 26, 2013
• ISBN: 9781310508899

The Indie Collaboration

The Indie Collaboration grew out of a group of like minded independent authors. Together, we decided to show the world how great works of fiction can be created without the involvement of any large publishing companies; creating a direct channel between ourselves and our readers is of the utmost importance to us. Each author has freely donated their time and work and are committed to the Indie Collaboration's cause of:Offering the best of indie authorsin bite size pieces for free.We hope you enjoy our books

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The Indie Collaboration Presents

Tales From Dark Places

The Halloween Collection

A selection of chilling stories from some of the best Indie authors on the market. We dare you to venture into these pages of spine chilling tales and stories of ghosts and goblins. These dark passages are a great example of our authors various, unique styles and imaginations. This is the first of a series of topical collections brought to you by The Indie Collaboration.

ISBN:9781310508899

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Cover Art by Book Birdy Designs

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Contents

Dinner, Date and Autopsy by D.C. Rogers

Alone by Sonya C. Dodd

It Started With A Whisper by Peter John

The Visitor Melpomene’s Love by Chris Raven

The Goblin Changeling by Sheryl Seal

Bars by Madhu Kalyan Mattaparthi

Death's Track by Alan Hardy

Melinda by Gunjan Vyas

Charlie Featherwick by William O'Brien

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Dinner, Date and Autopsy

by D C Rogers

Oh god I can’t move, Mel thought as she laid there in the darkness. Also, something covered her face and body. She couldn’t remember anything past the point of that nice man buying her a drink, then it was all a blurry haze. Had she been drugged? Where was she?

Mel tried to call out to someone but no words came. She felt like crying and not even that worked. Frustrated at the situation she screamed out in her head and laid there dejected. A small amount of time later a bright light went on overhead, revealing to her that she was indeed covered by some blanket. Willing her arm to move she tried her hardest to sweep the shroud from her face.

Then Mel heard what sounded like doors opening, followed by two pairs of footsteps upon a hard floor heading in her direction. They stopped quite near her, she knew this as she saw their shadows cast across the cloth. Hello, please what’s going on? She tried to say but it only came as a thought in her head.

Hey Henry, brought this one down earlier, one of the people said. It was a man by his voice talking to, by his name, another man. She laughed a little hysterically in her head, unless he meant Henrietta.

Any ideas on her yet?

One of those sad cases Jeff. A Jane Doe, to that new date rape drug that new killer's using. Oh god, a Jane Doe! What did they mean? She thought.

Yeah heard of that new one. It kills it's victims after a few hours, nine times out of ten so they say.

Yeah this one got the same M.O as the other ones. Drugged, had the dirty done to them and then left naked on the road side; it's one sick guy alright. Henry and Jeff moved away. Please I’m not a Jane Doe, Mel tried to scream, I’m not dead. I just can’t move; please help me!

So what’s going to happen with her? Jeff asked.

Well the police want a fast tracked autopsy, DNA test and swabs taken, Henry explained.

So you’ll be here most of the night then, Jeff had sympathy in his voice. Mel was screaming in her head, an autopsy oh god that would kill her; she had to do something. Try as she might though nothing moved, not even her little toes.

We got a cornea transplant patient upstairs so I’ve got to keep her eyes pristine.

Sounds lovely Henry. Anyway, I’ll leave you to your work. If you’re done by eleven maybe we can catch a quick beer, he laughed.

Sure Jeff but don’t hold me to it OK. Both men laughed, nonchalant of the supposed dead body.

She heard Jeff walk away, then leave through the same squeaky hinged door they both had arrived through. The room was almost quiet. Mel could hear Henry breathing and writing away on something, probably a pad. Henry don’t do this, I’M NOT DEAD, please!" Yet her mouth still refused to work for her. Footsteps then a shadow signalled Henry was back by her side.

He whisked the cloth off her body, which Mel felt. She then realised, from the earlier conversation, that she was naked.