Jack's Shadow, a Halloween short story
You are here: Home » Jack's Shadow, a Halloween story The boys goofing around in the van. October 13 2016 *could be intense for some October 26, 2016 The sterile hallway reaches end-to-end, which must be 200 feet. Every 5 feet, there's an iron door. Each door is fortified to hold back a hideous, sick-minded, or evil person. The facility isn't something you can Google. Other than the locals who are hired to run the place, not many people realize the heinous and brutal death that has occurred by some of those locked in those rooms outside this town of 5,000 souls. "This door," she said, pointing, "is where we keep Jack." A woman said to a group in the hallway just outside the quiet from the inside room. Dana is a tall and skinny woman. She is wearing a plain blue polo shirt and khaki slacks. Her tour seemed as simple as a museum guide, but the people with her today are not tourists. They are some of the brightest scientists, doctors, and F.B....