Mark West’s ‘Compass Wood’
“Little pigs,” the man called in a strangely sing-song voice, “little pigs, won’t you come out to play?”
A man lurches out of the woods towards Jason’s car. A few moments later, his car tyre explodes, and a woman urges Jason into the woods. Jason, a new father, must decide who to trust.
A classic fuck-you-over horror that left me nauseous with fear.
Check it out in The Woods, a new anthology from Hersham Horror Books.
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