I was jettisoned from the space colony

by Grant Gorewood

I was jettisoned from the space colony

* * *
My professor told us our research expedition’s goal was to find out why a recently discovered ice mummy had died with a look of terror frozen on its face.

One of my surviving classmates puts a finger to their lips as the trilling roar belonging to the abominable answer to that mystery echoes through the remote research base.

* * *
At my granddad’s funeral a large black cat with a white spot on its chest leaped over his casket and ran into the woods.

The day after his burial my heart dropped as I saw the cat outside my window with my granddad behind it in chains.

* * *
A priest with a red hat came to our house last evening to bless our newborn baby.

So why is there another priest this morning claiming he too is here to bless our child who wails at the sight of him?

* * *
My daughter shouted in joy from the lakeside over me getting her a pony for her birthday.

I spun around and screamed in horror as the so called pony dragged my daughter into the watery depths of the loch.

* * *
I begged my landlord to give me more time to pay rent and not evict me because my life depended on it.

The greedy old bastard just smirked as I was immediately hauled to the airlock after eviction, and jettisoned from the space colony due to lack of residence.

About the author

Grant Gorewood is an American author and illustrator with a passion for horror and folklore. They enjoy various outdoor sports, foraging, stargazing, exploring, reading, and obviously writing and art. They live with their cat Tigris, whose presence and constant demands for attention are a vital part of their writing process. Grant Gorewood currently runs a two sentence horror Folklore Series on the social media site Reddit, with the goal of educating and spreading awareness of lesser known folklore from around the world.

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