Kayla's Costume Won't Come Off

By K. Massari

Dark desires come to life on Halloween. Logan's girlfriend Kayla is a sweet, unassuming young girl who lives with her single mother in New York City. She has outgrown last year's costume, but since they're barely scraping by, a new one is out of the question. When the cool kids in school brag about what they are going to wear, Kayla loses it and bitterly resolves to do whatever it takes to turn things around and stand out, if only just once ... to be special, e x t r a special ... on Halloween.

• Language: English
• Publisher: K. Massari
• Release date: Oct 23, 2018
• ISBN: 9780463120378

K. Massari

I've always been passionate about horror. Whether it was watching Bela Lugosi, Boris Karloff or Lon Chaney Jr., or devouring Stephen King's books, I have been drawn to and fascinated by the dark side, what creates suspense, tension and terror.

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Kayla’s Costume

Won’t Come Off

A Halloween Horror Story

by K. Massari

Copyright © 2018 K. Massari

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Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

1.

Logan saw the street from where he stood. He saw himself running, the way he liked to run to first base. Give it all you’ve got, his dad always told him. He wanted to run away from Kayla in the same spirit, never looking back.

Behind him, she moaned softly. He clenched his fists. Sweat dripped from his forehead. Her mother was off to work; Kayla had no siblings. Old Mrs. Kaufman next door came to check on her, but she was away to visit relatives in Colorado.

He was her only friend. She needed him. She moaned again, this time louder, in anguish. He turned, slowly, and walked to her small bedroom. What he saw made his head spin. She was trying to sit upright, but the costume was flat as a board. Her eyes bulged, her face was beyond red, going purple.

Kayla! he cried, rushing towards the bed.

She rolled to her side, and he touched the costume to help. Screaming, he recoiled. His hands were red hot. Kayla rolled over and dropped to the floor. She whimpered.

What do we do?

Kayla was panting, her head resting on her swollen cheek. Her hands and arms were burnt, as the costume squeezed her torso. It was alive; it was undulating ever so sickeningly. ‘Made of a thousand wicked, vicious worms,’ Logan thought.

There is one thing, though, we could do … Kayla whispered.

What?

That woman … on Grayson Street. We could ask her …

"The one with the