As she sat sipping her tea, the laughter got louder and the shadows swirled around the room going faster and faster as they grew darker and darker. The laughter was soon unbearably loud causing JoAnne to drop her glass of tea and put her hands to her ears. She tried to get up but to her surprise, she was unable to stand. Frantically she looked around the room but all she could see were the shadows swirling. Soon they stopped and seemed to be standing by her unfinished painting. She couldn't make out features, just shadows. She looked at her canvas and where her painting should have been, saw...

A collection of short horror stories written by some of the very best horror writers. Be prepared to be frightened as you read these stories.