The Sound from the Moors
by Joel R. Hunt
I cannot describe the sound that emanated from the moors all those years ago, nor speculate of its cause. All I can state with certainty is that it did not belong to this world.
The sound haunted my dreams for years. At last, starved of sleep, I came to hear it even in waking, echoing through my halls.
It was a relief to be committed to Arkham Sanitorium. The asylum became my blessed, silent refuge.
Yet my respite did not last.
The doctors here have no human voice.
When their mouths open, I hear only the sound from the moors.
Joel R. Hunt
Joel R. Hunt is a writer from the UK who dabbles in the darker aspects of life, particularly through horror, science fiction, and the supernatural. He has been published in a number of short story anthologies (including Black Hare Press’ Dark Drabbles series) and hopes to have released his own anthology of short stories later this year.
You can find his daily “very short stories” on https://twitter.com/JoelRHunt1.
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