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I saw a white figure rise up from the ground right behind Alberto. The familiar shaking began in my knees. “Alberto!” I shouted. Alberto whirled around and the handle of his shovel went right through the body of the ghost…

“Don’t be silly,” she told herself, forcing her shaking legs up another step. “The noise was just the loose shutter blowing in the wind.” And then all the hair on the back of her neck stood on end as she realized she could hear something breathing behind her…

Suddenly, his eye was caught by a light rising from the ground in the cemetery. His heart pounded in fear as before his startled eyes, a white mist burst forth from an unmarked grave and formed into a large horse carrying a headless rider.

“North Plainfield Fire Department,” I said into the phone, expecting the dispatcher’s voice, calling us to a fire. Instead, a frantic woman’s voice rang over the connection: “We need you to come at once. There is a terrible ghost in our house and we want you to remove it!”

Standing just inside the gate was a hooded form. Two white-blue eyes blazed out of the cowl that covered its head, and skeletal fingers gripped a large scythe. The air crackled with the energy of a thousand bolts of lightning…

Slowly, two eyes burned themselves into the paper, and a wide grinning mouth with the shattered remains of teeth took shape. “Vengeance,” the mouth whispered…