It’s hard to believe it’s October 12th already. By now, I’m sure you’ve picked out those Halloween costumes and you’re getting ready for a night of trick or treating, parties, and a few more scary stories! Tonight’s tale is a favorite of mine that comes with a little surprise at the end! It’s called Bloody Fingers.
All right, let’s turn those lights down and gather around for another scary tale!
***Writer’s Note: We here at iHorror are big proponents of responsible parenting. Some of the stories in this series may be too much for your little ones. Please read ahead and decide if your kids can handle this story! If not, find another story for tonight or simply come back to see us tomorrow. In other words, don’t blame me for your kids nightmares!***
Bloody Fingers as retold by Waylon Jordan
Sarah had just gotten the Johnson kids to sleep when the phone rang downstairs, and she rushed to answer before the ringing woke them.
“Hello?” She whispered quietly into the phone. “Johnson residence.”
“Bloody fingers…5 miles away…” a raspy voice responded.
“What? Who is this?”
A dial tone was the only response. Whoever it was had hung up on her!
“Weirdo,” she whispered, and walked into the living room to retrieve her book bag. That English homework wasn’t going to do itself, and the Johnsons wouldn’t be home for another two hours or so.
She was just getting her essay started when the phone rang again. Rolling her eyes, she jumped up to answer it.
“Johnson residence,” she said.
“Johnson residence, can I help you?”
“Bloody fingers…three miles away…” the same raspy voice from before whispered.
“Listen, buddy, I don’t know what your game is, but this isn’t funny,” she yelled into the phone. The creep hung up on her again!
Sarah turned to see Tommy standing in the kitchen door.
“Tommy, you should be in bed,” she sighed. “Come on, let’s go. Some people just wanna play lame games on the phone.”
They had barely left the room before the phone rang again.
It can’t be the same guy again, Sarah thought. “Stay right here, Tommy.”
She hurried to the phone, but before she could speak, that same voice spoke to her again.
“Bloody fingers…ONE mile away…”
“WHO IS THIS?”
Sarah didn’t care that she was shouting this time. She was scared! Was this guy really getting closer and closer to them? She hung up the phone and dialed the police.
The police took her information and assured her that they were sending a car to check on her and the kids. She so wished the Johnsons weren’t at the movies.
As soon as she hung up the phone, it rang again!
“Hello?!” She almost screamed it into the phone.
“Bloody fingers…200 yards away…”
Sarah dropped the receiver and ran from the room. She picked up Tommy and ran up the stairs. She just made it to the bedroom when she heard the front door crash open.
“BLOODY FINGERS!! COMING UP THE STAIRS!!”
Sarah slammed the door shut and huddled Tommy and his brother against the far wall.
“Bloody fingers…coming down the hall!”
Sarah held the kids close, but she coudln’t stop herself from screaming when she heard the man twisting the knob back and forth on the bedroom door.
“Bloody fingers…just outside your door,” the man cackled and Sarah held her breath just as he broke the door in and stepped inside, slowly walking across the room to stand in front of her. She noticed his fingers were bleeding…
“Hey,” he asked, “you guys got any Band-Aids?”
I know; I know. Not the ending you were expecting, but I did say it was a surprise and I hope you enjoyed this latest tale! Make sure to check back tomorrow for another chilling tale! and if you missed last night’s story and want to catch up click here