Another week, another six sentences for the amazing Rainbow snippets group on Facebook. If you’re not following this, do go and have a look, because loads of authors from eveyr corner of our genre are joining in to share six sentences a week
Mine this week is again from A Frost of Cares, my ghost story which comes out on the 27th. Here’s Luke on the subject of ghosts…
The question was whether the enemy was the Ghost of Eelmoor Hall (unlikely) or whether it was my own subconscious finally falling over that last edge (probable). It didn’t help that I kept hearing that slow creak-creak of steps outside the door, or that it stopped dead every time I noticed and tried to focus on it. I knew it was just the natural noises of an old house on a cold, damp day, and that all ghost stories rose out of the power of the human imagination and our minds’ inclination to create a story out of random incidents.
Every time I got lost in my own thoughts, however, the automatic lights eventually clicked off, and I knew that I was not alone.
Why was I so certain?
I could hear her breathing.