Fearsome Things: Five Short Tales Of Horror And Suspense - Plot & Excerpts
He was getting too old for this kind of thing. “Get a move on in there Terry,” he called, glancing toward the makeshift toilet, which was, in reality, nothing more than a depression in the ground surrounded by stained tarpaulins. “Did you fall down the hole?” “I’ll be out in a second.” The voice of Terry Boudreaux drifted from the latrine. “That’s the last time I order the Red Beans and Rice at Cassidy’s. Damn stuff went and gave me the shits.” “Too much information Terry.” Floyd doubted it was the Red Beans and Rice. He’d eaten the same thing and he was just fine. It was more likely to be the days old Gumbo he’d brought with him and consumed cold on the drive to the camp. He doubted if Terry bothered to refrigerate it either. The boy was dumber than a box of rocks. He lifted another jug, the liquid inside shifting when he heaved it toward the truck. He dropped it down on the bed with a grunt and counted his work.
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