November's Two-Sentence Horror Story

Two-Sentence Horror: Dinner was quiet until Grandpa asked who we’d set the extra place for. No one answered—we knew better than to speak about the Dripping Man, and we hoped he would remember not to ask a second time.

Your Turn: Write a horror story about a family meal. It doesn’t have to be Thanksgiving, but there should be something on the table that doesn’t belong.

Send your unsettling feast to katelynn@fullmoonfiction.com with the subject: “SEAT AT THE TABLE.”