Fragments of Fear 3

A former classmate with a thirst for vengeance, a cannibalistic retired couple, a carnival freak that’s covered in tattoos, what do they all have in common? Nothing except they live in my imagination and the pages of this book. Welcome to the third collection of my short horror stories. Step inside, have a seat in the parlor, warm yourself by the fire, as I spin you another series of horrific yarns. Just remember this. Deep in the night, when sleep eludes you, and the figments of my imagination terrorize your subconscious. Pull your blanket over your head, squeeze your eyes shut, and tell yourself, ‘It’s not real.’
Pleasant dreams.