Old Dark Houses
Beware—the Dark Three!
Bannatyne House lurks in the East, Morton Manor lies to the West, and the legendary Vallancy Mansion looms beyond the Northwoods. All are fated for immediate demolition—that is until Charles Vallancy, a vengeful and vainglorious ghost, returns from the grave to preserve what is rightfully his—the Vallancy Mansion.
On Halloween night, he creates a glorious supernatural effulgence to beam from out every window of the houses. Tragically, trick-or-treaters are drawn like moths-to-flame . . . soon lost inside the houses, all the little devils and demons, witches and warlocks, ghosts and ghouls are sapped of youth—their flesh wrinkles and sags, their hearts slow, and their memories fade . . . meanwhile, The Dark Three refurbish themselves into Gothic Perfection.
Decrepit walls stand a little taller. Fractured windows miraculously mend into polished glass. The old dark houses return to life—even growing brains, hearts, and harboring blood beneath their faded Victorian wallpaper.
Concerned parents flood the streets and police arrive with battering rams—yet no window shall break, and no door shall unlock. Now, it is up to local town historian, Patty Keepwell, to team up with her neighbors in the desperate attempt to rescue the children of Sweet Hollow.
Old Dark Houses is a love letter to Halloween. So put on your masks and make-up, and open wide your candy bags. You’re in for a treat . . . and many a trick!
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Tylor James
Tylor James lives in Sweet Hollow, Wisconsin. He's the author of "Beneath the Jack O' Lantern Sky: Tales of Sweet Hollow", "Matters Most Macabre", and other works of horror fiction. He has stories published in Weird House magazine, Strange Horizons, Cosmic Horror Monthly, The Literary Hatchet, Penumbric Speculative Fiction Magazine, HYPNOS Magazine, The Other Stories Podcast, and several anthology publications. When not writing, you may find him spending time with his wife and daughter, reading good books, working at a book store, and taking midnight strolls past the graveyard. He is twenty-eight years old.

