Las Vegas Haunted Museum Novels & Stories

The horizon was a jagged smear of charcoal gray and bruised violet. For three years, I had walked toward it, guided by nothing but the rumors whispered in the hushed, terrified voices of dying scavengers. They spoke of a place that held the line, a fortress of humanity amidst the rotting sprawl of the walking dead. They called it "Haven."

I smiled and declared, "Let the game of hide and seek begin." Through the cameras, we watched as Shadow frantically searched the dorm, muttering to herself, "Where? Where is she?" While Shadow was tearing the place apart looking for me, Celeste and I were already out of the school, having been picked up by Helena and taken to her luxurious mansion. The three of us sprawled out on a sofa larger than most beds, sipping champagne and enjoying delicious desserts made by a personal chef. Back at the dorm, Shadow was seething with rage, while in Helena's mansion, Howard was in tears, groveling while begging for forgiveness. But Helena just spat coldly, "It's over between us. Stop bothering me and

Could they hope to see thirty? By now, over an hour passed, and Wanda could still see signs of excited moths waiting to be birthed as they made a mess of Mary’s corpse on the inside. The dead librarian was looking a lot shrivelled from the amount of blood the vampire moths drank, and Wanda wondered if the police would contact the paranormal detectives to take over the case if they left the body as it were. “We might have to call the cleaners to take care of this body,” Wanda sighed as she bottled the twenty-eighth moth. “I don’t think we can explain the cause of death like the others. It looks too unnatural.”

End of story. We drove on in silence and a few minutes later, we turned left onto NV-172. Soon, we pulled up in front of the Hoover Dam. Although it was dark, it was still beautiful and mountains were silhouetted majestically in the distance. I just hoped that he didn’t plan to throw me off. Between the mafia and vampires, people disappeared in the desert all the time. If they wanted you dead, you were, but if he was going to kill me, I could think of better ways to die than being thrown off the Hoover Dam.

And after what she told me earlier,of what she had seen…” Hollingsworth Manor,July 1984 “I swear to you Polly,”Ginny said in her most excited voice.”I saw her…in my room!” “Calm down Ginny,”Polly implored.”Tell me everything from the beginning.” Polly pulled her younger sister down next to her on the low wall overlooking the garden,where the flowers were in full bloom.Ginny’s beautiful elfin face,so much like her own,was frozen in a mask of pure terror. “I believe you Polly,everything you said about this place is true…its haunted!At first I only felt it,but now… I have seen this evil with my own two eyes!”