Goodreads asked Michael Van Vleet:

Can you tell us a two-sentence horror story?

Michael Van Vleet I could, sure, I mean how hard could it be to fulfill the genre requirement by— [This is all that remains of the author's response, which was found on a piece of blood-soaked parchment in the middle of a heath, leagues from the open window of his crumbling home from where some errant gust of wind likely granted it its freedom from the manse where it is rumored the author's ghost still wanders in the wee hours of the night, dragging chains and lamenting the modern fashion for terse sentence length.]

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