News From Poughkeepsie – Day 140

Just wanted to point out there is one day–ONE DAY–left to win the fine shirt below. All you have to do is write a story with an October prompt. That’s all. The winner will be posted on Sunday.

Tomorrows Ghosts

Old Mason knows all the stories. But the ones the children like best are the scary ones. The ones with the unstoppable monsters who destroyed haunting after haunting with their terrible lightning.

“It’s not easy being a ghost in this here world,” Old Mason would say. “You’ll learn about that soon enough. But these creatures made in harder. Their hunched backs would fire a strange, gripping energy, that would draw you into their one of their jars. Then they’d seal you up and put you on a shelf!”

The young phantoms were horrified. “Where did these creatures come from?” one of them asked.

Old Mason scratched at his ethereal chin. “No one rightly knows. They say the humans summon them. They say, that when there’s something strange, in the neighborhood, who you gonna call?”…