Revenge Of The Ghost Of Frederick Gustav

"...the thunder rolled across the hills, the lightning flashed wildly in the night. George stared out into the storm, feeling a subconcious shiver, hoping the power might stay on in the old house. He thought of his superstitious grandmother, who would have called a storm like this the end of the world. And then he felt it. He wasn't alone. There was someone in the room... a coldness in the air, and a bleak, despairing atmosphere... "George," the voice called out from somewhere behind him, the familiar voice ghastly and terrible, as if calling from beyond the grave. Which it was, in fact: it was the voice of Frederick Gustav, long dead, back on this Hallowe'en night, the thirteenth anniversary of the very night George had killed him and fed his body into the woodchipper..." ~ from The Night George Weatherby Died A Brutally Horrible Death, by Manilla Wild Elk

Hallowe'en is upon us, and I thought I'd do an image blog fitting the occasion, filled with ghosts, goblins, vampires, werewolves, witches, and cranky animals dressed by foolish humans. Before that however, some Hallowe'en related links for you to check out. Head on over to Norma's blog for a Hallowe'en tradition. Take a look at our joint blog, where our alter egos get carried away with themselves. Gina Adams has been spending the month at her blog with posts and guest posts about ghost stories, so take a look at The Life I Live. Also over at her other blog, American Small Towns, she's been looking at places this month with a ghostly story or two to tell. Take a look at PK Hrezo's blog for a different kind of haunted house. And I've got a Hallowe'en post at the photoblog, as well as City Daily Photo Theme Day for the day after, so be sure to click on the photokitty to the right.

As I'm publishing this blog early in the morning, come on back later in the day. Odds are I'll have extra links to share, and some extra images too. Now then, shall we get to it?

Oh, and the ghost of Frederick Gustav is staring at you right over your shoulder. Don't look, because if you look, that's when he'll be his scariest. Running might be a good idea though....