Hello readers!  Welcome back to our Scary Story Nights!  October 16th is always a sad day to me.  We’re halfway through the month and although that means that Halloween will soon be here, it also means that the season is coming to a close.  Ah well, what can we do?  Tell another story!  Today’s tale is a golden oldie:  The Man with a Hook Hand.

This classic tale has been told since the early 1950s, at least, when teenagers were becoming more mobile and parents thought scaring the daylights out of them would keep them out of trouble!

***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!***

The Man with a Hook Hand as retold by Waylon Jordan

Mike and Janet had just left the movies when Mike suggested they take a little drive.  Janet smiled, knowing what Mike was up to, but she didn’t mind at all.

It was a short five minute drive to Lover’s Lane and Janet was shocked to see there were no other cars.  Friday nights could be a little crowded on the secluded road, but once again, she didn’t mind at all.  No other cars meant no one being nosy!

Mike parked the car and turned off the lights, and Janet slid across the seat as soon as he had the radio set on a station with romantic tunes playing.  She laid her head on his shoulder and they talked for a while before Mike turned her face up to his and they started to kiss.

They say time slows down when you’re in love, but when you’re young and in love there never seems to be enough of it.  Janet felt as though Mike had only just wrapped her in his arms before the music scratched off on the radio and the announcer began to speak.

“We interrupt our regular broadcast for an urgent bulletin.  A patient has just escaped from the Cooksville Sanitarium.  James Cobb is considered dangerous and should not be approached if he is spotted.  Police urge all citizens to be on the lookout for a Cobb who is identified as having a silver hook in place of his right hand.  Again, Cobb is not to be approached.  Please, notify police immediately if you see him.”

The announcer cut off and music abruptly blared into the car.  Janet and Mike both stared at the radio startled by the news.  Cooksville Sanitarium was only a mile or so from where they were parked!

“I think we should go home, Mike.”

“What?  No way!  There’s no way that guy is around here.”

Mike leaned in and began to kiss her neck, but Janet pulled away.

“What was that noise?”

“What noise, baby?”

“Listen…” Janet replied.

They sat in silence for a moment.

“I don’t hear anything, babe.”

He leaned in to kiss her again, but she pushed him away.

“I want to go home, NOW, Mike.  I’m freaking out.”

He stared at her for a few minutes before turning in the seat and starting the car.  He tried to keep his temper but he might have pulled away from the woods a little faster than he normally would have.

When they got back to Janet’s house, he hopped out of the car, determined to make up for being a jerk, but as he rounded the car he froze…

There…hanging on the door handle…was a solid silver hook!!

What is it about that story that always gives me the creeps?  I think it’s mostly the idea that the kid pulled away fast enough to rip a hook hand off a guy and no one heard a scream!  Don’t forget to come back tomorrow for another scary story!