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Short halloween story

Short story by Linda Cee (for Halloween although it is late)

The little bat flew as fast as he could go towards the barn but he knew before he entered that he was too late, his family were dead and the poor little thing spent the night huddled against their bodies sobbing and wishing he had seen the farmer with his dreaded magic potions sooner, the morning sun’s dusky pink rays crept into the barn and the little bat finally nodded off staying on the floor by his mother’s wings.
Night fell with only a smattering of stars to light the night and the little bat slowly awoke to find his family’s body’s had disappeared and he was completely alone, he jumped when he heard a rustle behind him and he slowly turned his ears trying to figure out what he had heard but the shadow that fell on him was quick and quiet and he didn’t even have time to fight before he lost consciousness.
The gray cat chided his ward quietly, “you should not have done that”
The small orange kitten pouted “I couldn’t leave him for his family to find him” she said, gently nosing the black ball at her white paws.
The old cat beside her shook his head but said no more, instead gently lifting the bat and placing it on the kitten’s back before padding off with his ward following him.
The little bat woke for the second time that night and lay still trying to figure out where he was when he smelled a distinct feline oder, he froze terrified but the cat had noticed he was awake and came up beside him “Hi! I’m Nora” said a female voice excitedly “I hope you don’t mind I brought you here, I didn’t want to leave you all by yourself and you’ll be safe here with me and Kakon, he’s my guardian and he says a bat wouldn’t want to be here with a cat but our names rhyme and isn’t that cool?” the fluffy kitten said all in one breath.
“Um, sure?” replied the bat carefully.
“What’s your name?” asked Nora.
“Clarksint” he answered “but, you can call me Sint”
“Okay! You want to play?” she asked practically bouncing off the walls.
“Nora! Leave our guest alone child, he may want to take it easy for the rest of the night” commanded Kakon.
“Yes sir” said the kitten regretfully.
Sint sat up slowly “Why did you really bring me here?” he asked.
“I told you!” answered Nora impatiently.
“But I don’t think yu told the truth” Sint said “I can usually tell when someone is lying you know”
Kakon smiled to himself “maybe the prophecy is true” he thought looking at the little bat sitting beside his Nora as they argued about whether she was telling the truth or not, “enough” he said gently “Nora we owe him the truth and he must hear it eventually” he sighed “your family has joined the ranks of the undead they seek revenge against any they believe have wronged them”
Sint looked between him and Nora as though trying to figure out if he was kidding but Kakon was serious and Sint realized it and slumped down “what do we do?”
“We hunt them and kill them” said Nora nodding to a stack of stakes piled on the floor.
Sint’s eyes filled with tears again but he nodded “alright” he whispered.
Their work was bloody, hard and long because after all, bat’s weren’t the only vampires in the world.


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Halloween haul

This little sweetie and a bag of candy ended up making my whole Halloween (and I didn’t even have to go trick or treating) But now I have to figure out a good name for my little bat
(apparently his name is supposed to be “Batkin”, but seriously?)

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Trick or treat!!!

Hope everyone has a spooky night!!

And to make sure you do… Here is the start to a little story to get everyone in the right mood 😉

Knitmares by Linda Cee

Mary was knitting on the train when it happened. A light rain was falling outside and she was hoping to finish the pretty wool sweater she was making but a loud crack of thunder caused her to jump and drop her ball of yarn on the dark red carpet, it rolled away from her towards the front of the nearly empty train and stopped near the first row of seats.
“Oh, great” sighed Mary it had been a pretty bad week for her, what with losing her job and her Mother being in the hospital, she had looked forward to the train ride home from Denver for some quiet crafting.
Colorado springs was still another hour away she noted as she strolled down the aisle and picked up the yarn. A man sat in the seat next to the yarn, he was asleep and she carefully turned and began to walk away stopping suddenly as she noticed the brown yarn was wet on the bottom, she turned it over and her eyes widened as she saw the blood dripping between her fingers, Mary gasped turning and running back towards the man, his eyes were closed but now that she looked closely Mary saw the gaping hole in his chest and the bloodstains on his shirt.


Fifteen minutes later Mary was still having trouble breathing. Seeing a body was nothing new for the daughter of a mortician but she had never seen one who had so obviously died a violent death.
“Are you alright now, miss?” asked the car attendant who had come when Mary screamed, he and two passengers were the only ones on the train besides the conductor and his crew, the other two passengers stood close together behind the attendant, one of them stepped forward, he was tall and muscular with shaggy brown hair and had a definite air of intelligence and authority for which Mary was immediately thankful for, as the attendant was close to panicking.
“My name is Chris” he said taking the attendant’s arm and pulling him away from Mary “why don’t you wait here and this gentleman and I will be right back”
Mary watched as the two men walked away whispering to each other.
The remaining passenger, an older lady carrying a small grocery bag sat down on the seat next to Mary.
“Water?” she asked pulling a bottle from her bag.
“Thank you” answered Mary still keeping an eye on the men.
“I hope they cover the body with something” said the old lady introducing herself as Edith Speer.
“I’m Mary Clarkson, and I’m sure they will but we can always mention it if they don’t” replied Mary as the attendant and Chris came walking back towards them.
“The police will be waiting at the station” said Chris his hazel eyes dark as he turned to look at the body again “are you all sure you heard or saw nothing?”
Edith shrugged her shoulders and replied “I didn’t”
Mary concurred and Chris sighed “well, we’ll just have to wait until we get to the station to find out anything.”
“But it’s still 40 minutes until then!” said the attendant whose name tag said Nevel “and this man was alive when we left Denver, so whoever killed him is still on board”
“Nevel, we don’t know that and there isn’t anything we can do anyway” sighed Chris again.
His words did nothing to comfort the others and there was an air of suspicion after that, although no one said anything further.

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