Welcome to Day 3 of the
October Frights Blog Hop!
Today I'm posting a dark flash fiction found in
CURIOUSLY DARK TALES,
my anthology that you can get at
AMAZON for 99 cents!
THE CAB RIDE - Be careful who hears you're willing to give your soul.
“Where to, Miss?”
“Broadway & Bayview. The old--—
“Grimaldi Mansion? Sorry, Miss, I don’t go there.”
Abigale rummaged through her purse with a groan. “You’re the third to refuse me.” She tossed him a few dollars. “Here, for your trouble.” The driver mumbled a thank you as she climbed out. He pulled away, tires spinning.
“There must be one cabbie in New York with the hutzpah to take me where I want to go.” Abigale ran two blocks up then raised her arm in the air. “I’d give my soul to get there today.” The day no one else dared.
At that moment an old green and cream-colored checkered cab turned the corner and barreled toward her. Cars veered out of its way. Undaunted, it squealed to a stop in front of her. The window cranked down, the old driver asked, “Where to young lady? I’ll take you wherever you’d like to go.”
“Even Inwood Park? The Grimaldi Mansion?”
“I know it well. Hop in.”
She could read the headlines now. Ghost Hunter, Abigale Turner, spends night at haunted Grimaldi Mansion on the 50th anniversary of grisly murders.
Yanking the cab’s heavy, high door open, she jumped in the roomy back seat. The door banged closed. “How much?”
The driver’s neck twisted toward her at an odd angle atop his lanky body. Bright red lips lifted into a grin of a demented Jack-O-Lantern spread high and wide until the corners reached his ears.
Fear engulfed her. She flung herself at the door but found a smooth flat surface in place of the handle. Like a large fish in a small tank, she suffocated on her own breath. “Let me out. I’ve changed my mind.” Her fists pounded at the windows. Her fingernails scratched at the glass. “Help me,” she screamed, “Please!”
Busy New Yorkers scurried past without a glance.
Through lips stretched taut over pointed, dripping teeth he said, “Relax, my dear. It’s a one way trip and the fare is no more than you said you’re willing to give.”
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Today I'm featuring an anthology of dark stories that I published a couple years ago, titled CURIOUSLY DARK TALES. I'm fond of short dark/flash fiction and had great fun writing it. There is a little something for everyone...
Two stories are about Italian witches aka Strega's. Stregheria is hereditary and passed from generation to generation.
One tale features Mal Ombre, an old Sicilian folktale about a dark shadow (loose translation) that visits at night and takes your soul.
A vampire stars in one as well as a serial killer in another.
There's a dark flash fiction called The Cab Ride, that I'll post up for free tomorrow.
Promotion of a book can be challenging. But I try to make it fun. I love Halloween and have unique decorations. A six foot mummy that lights up and groans but loves to read...
And a talking head that warns of a grim future, but he seems to like my book...
If you're accustomed to taking recommendations from mummies and talking heads, then click here to grab a copy of CURIOUSLY DARK TALES, just 99 cents on Amazon.
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most wonderful time of the year...
When horror and paranormal authors throw a
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everything that goes bump in the night
OCTOBER FRIGHTS BLOG HOP
No tricks here, just treats!
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This summer we moved from New England to upstate New York near Saratoga. While walking our Labrador Retriever in the local woods, inspiration hit for a dark flash fiction story I call, Corpse's Curve. I hope you enjoy it...
Highway 56 blasted its way through the far end of our property back in ’71. Lucifer’s Gap, population 1307 (1306 if you count Widow Marshall greeting her maker last night), had visions of shiny new streets and prosperity replacing the furrowed roads and derelict buildings at the tourism sure to follow. And business did boom. Establishments popped up where deals could be made in clouds of smoke mixed with the putrid scent of sex and alcohol. Where customers scattered to enjoy the rewards of money well spent.
Each time a car wrecked speeding around Corpse’s Curve to escape a drug deal gone bad or a pissed off pimp, Mama mumbled they got what they deserved.
Tonight, a Saturday in early December, would be no different. The sky darkened and the wet road turned to a clear-as-glass layer of ice as the night chilled. I waited. It didn’t take long before brakes screeched followed by a deafening bang as metal collided with the thick woodlands in its way.
I rose from the warmth of the house, grabbed a bag packed with an assortment of bandages, rope and tools. I’d made this trip enough to learn you never knew what you would stumble upon. I went prepared for any scenario.
Bundled for the early winter night, flashlight and phone in hand, the old Ford truck started up with a reluctant growl and I headed toward the highway. Mama taught us to take care of people, no matter how suspicious their circumstance.
The high beams shone like spotlights on an expensive foreign car, mangled enough to fit in the bed of the old Ford. A young man lay in a half frozen puddle of mud and fresh blood, one leg twisted outward at a ninety-degree angle from the hip. A slight hiss from its engine was all the vehicle would give away about the accident.
A whisper. “Please, help me.”
I knelt down. “I’ve called 911. Can you move? Is anyone else in the car?”
Parched, cracked lips mouthed, “No.”
“Here, let me get you some water.” I slid the bag closer.
As many times as I’ve done this, my heart never ceases to pound in exhilaration as I hog-tie and toss them in the back of the truck.
They’ve been blindsided. The accident wasn’t random and I’m not the savior they think I am.
Mama would be proud.
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SOMETHING'S AMISS by Dave Benneman - Celtic Moon Press - 5 Stars
Dave Benneman has written an excellent collection of dark and strange short stories, aptly titled Something’s Amiss. Not stuck on a single theme, this assortment has something for every taste. Instead of unnecessary gore, Mr. Benneman uses his smartly written words, imagination and vivid descriptions of setting and character, to draw us in and take us on twelve journeys to the unexpected.
All the stories were strong but a few standouts for me were, Juggling Time, a very cool story that starts out with a street performer and finishes with a surprise. The Deadly Trees of Cape Blanco, a mesmerizing tale of an old man remembering his past, Restoration of Sanity, a supernatural story with a twist and Fearless, which (without giving too much away) is about a reclusive best-selling author who can conquer her dark past when necessary.
A highly recommended and creepy read for the upcoming season of chills and thrills, this anthology will leave you with a disturbing realization, that no matter how ‘normal’ we think our lives are, there are times when Something’s Amiss, and there isn’t anything we can do about it.
I received an ARC in exchange for a honest review.
SOMETHING'S AMISS available
HERE on Amazon
And don't forget to check out Dave's other new release,
DROWNING IN DARKNESS
available on Amazon here.
I haven't read it yet,
but it's on my TBR pile!
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Dave spent his formative years, front and center, watching horror movies on Saturday afternoons at small theatre in his home town. He was an avid reader from a young age. When he discovered Edgar Allen Poe his life was changed forever. He prefers mysteries about the dark nature of a world beyond what the naked eye can see.
He believes Horror is fiction without restraints.
When Dave is not traveling, he resides in Sunny Arizona with his wife and three furry companions.
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