2008 Woodie Awards
Tales of Horror
from The Skyline View staff
Date created: 10/25/04 Section: FEATURES
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Fog
by Kyle Chidester
It seemed to be a good idea to get a cup of coffee, the morning air was crisp, and though thin, the fog crept into the center of campus like your cat into your lap. I made the decision to get really spun and filled the black liquid to the brim of my cup. I didn't feel like bothering with creamer today. Too cold. I stepped back outside and glugged from my coffee. I could feel the warmth moving through my body like darkness spreading. I let out a deep sigh of satisfaction. As I pulled out a cigarette and lit it, the fog had gotten so thick I could see my hand moving through it. I shrugged it off and took another glug.
I began walking towards my class, but the fog was now unmaneuverable. So I stood in one place, until I heard a terrifying scream! I cautiously began to scramble towards the scream, when the fog slowly lifted. Lying on the grassy knoll, in front of the main theatre, was the body of a student. His skin was all pasty and chalky, eyes all whited out. Suddenly another scream!
The fog was on the move. Another student had dropped dead outside of building eight. The symptoms matching those of the previous. I was frightened and scatter-brained. Screams continued to ring out, sporadically, around the campus. The fog was on a murderous rampage. Was there nothing that could be done? I figured there wasn't as the fog came barreling towards me. The faint sting of mist on my face was the last thing I felt before being swallowed by oblivion. So I dropped to my knees and closed my eyes.
A Scream in the Night
by Shannon Elliot
This is a story that I was told over the summer at camp by my friend Jeremy. It was told around our campfire after the group of kids we were leading, were fast asleep on the tarp just a few yards away. We were talking about why we had faith in God and the Devil and odd things related to the spirit world. This being a Catholic camp, these types of discussions were quite normal. When it came time for Jeremy to share, he spun a tail of terror so gory it had to be true.
by Kyle Chidester
It seemed to be a good idea to get a cup of coffee, the morning air was crisp, and though thin, the fog crept into the center of campus like your cat into your lap. I made the decision to get really spun and filled the black liquid to the brim of my cup. I didn't feel like bothering with creamer today. Too cold. I stepped back outside and glugged from my coffee. I could feel the warmth moving through my body like darkness spreading. I let out a deep sigh of satisfaction. As I pulled out a cigarette and lit it, the fog had gotten so thick I could see my hand moving through it. I shrugged it off and took another glug.
I began walking towards my class, but the fog was now unmaneuverable. So I stood in one place, until I heard a terrifying scream! I cautiously began to scramble towards the scream, when the fog slowly lifted. Lying on the grassy knoll, in front of the main theatre, was the body of a student. His skin was all pasty and chalky, eyes all whited out. Suddenly another scream!
The fog was on the move. Another student had dropped dead outside of building eight. The symptoms matching those of the previous. I was frightened and scatter-brained. Screams continued to ring out, sporadically, around the campus. The fog was on a murderous rampage. Was there nothing that could be done? I figured there wasn't as the fog came barreling towards me. The faint sting of mist on my face was the last thing I felt before being swallowed by oblivion. So I dropped to my knees and closed my eyes.
A Scream in the Night
by Shannon Elliot
This is a story that I was told over the summer at camp by my friend Jeremy. It was told around our campfire after the group of kids we were leading, were fast asleep on the tarp just a few yards away. We were talking about why we had faith in God and the Devil and odd things related to the spirit world. This being a Catholic camp, these types of discussions were quite normal. When it came time for Jeremy to share, he spun a tail of terror so gory it had to be true.
