TRUE TALES OF TERROR!
Room for One More
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Peter J. Doomed was a normal man with a normal life… until one night when he awoke and looked out the window. There stood a grotesque man, dressed in black, holding open the back door of a hearse! The man called to Peter eerily and slowly, saying, “There is room for one more.” Peter turned away to tend to his suddenly imminent bathroom needs and when he turned back, the mysterious man was gone.
The next day, Peter thought about the grotesque man as he worked, looking out the window of his ninety-seventh floor office. And when it was time to go home, he went to the elevator and there, standing in the crowded elevator car, was the grotesque man! “There is room for one more,” the man called out. Peter once again felt his bladder walls collapse, and by the time he’d used the warm and powerful hand dryer in the bathroom to dry his midsection, the man was gone. That night, Peter went home and found a strange car in the driveway. He went inside quietly and heard noises coming from the bedroom. He crept up to the door, and slowly, tremblingly, opened the door. There… on the bed… was his wife! And on top of her, pumping in and out like a man possessed was the grotesque man! And he called out to Peter saying: “There is room for one more!” This time however, Peter was prepared and whipped out what he had been hiding behind his back. In one hand, he had an open box of Depends adult undergarments, one of which was even now holing back the flood of urine gushing from his frightened willy. And in the other hand, he held a gun that he leveled at the man and fired, killing him instantly. |