Saturday, April 10, 2010

(Recommended Reads) "The Skreem Jar" by Louise Dragon

A single dust covered jar sat in a corner of the attic. Scrawled on it in dried blood were two words - Skreem Jar.


Nathan hobbled to the corner; he set down his cane and reached out an arthritic hand to grasp the object. When he touched the dusty glass, that familiar feeling - like a staccato beat - began to course through his decaying old body...

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