October 16, 2018.

SPOOKTOBER STORY #16:

Jerry the ghost is pretty pissed off. "Fuck and balls," curses Jerry.

Jerry used to haunt the local mansion where he had been viciously murdered, hanging around there frightening people so that they would solve his grisly demise. Only then would his soul be at rest.

Well, they solved his murder, but it turns out being 'at rest' fuckin blows! You just don't get to haunt the house any more, since you're no longer bound there, and you have to go haunt the coffin you're buried in instead. Forever.

It's cramped, there's nothing to look at but the inside of your own ugly-ass mouldering head, and you can hear the hundreds of other ghosts trapped haunting their own coffins in the graveyard around you, unable to escape, shrieking, driven insane by an eternity of solitude.

"Give it a rest, you assholes!" shouts Jerry, but they can't hear him. Being dead can eat a whole fart, thinks Jerry.