Spam on a Stick

The Parasitorium: Parasitic Sands anthology.

Shadow Play
by Elizabeth Anne Ensley.

      Frank let Gazelle drag him into the dark alley between the Celtic Bar and her father's mall. All things considered, it was a small price to pay for being engaged to an heiress and the wealthiest girl in town. Not that she wasn't a looker, though that helped; the point was that she had money and he didn't, not until after the wedding.
      The storefront looked like the shop had been abandoned for years. The yellowed "Going Out of Business" sign, frayed and crackled, seemed as if it would crumble into dust if you breathed on it. Most of the storefronts shared the same dilapidation. No wonder they were condemned. The hand-scrawled sign over the door read "Granny's Place." From what little he saw past the sign and the boards, the store had been closed for quite some time.
      "Are you sure it's open?" Frank asked. "This place looks like it's been closed for years."
      "Peggy told me about it." Gazelle smiled at him and put her hand on the doorknob. It seemed to open even before she turned the knob. She drew him behind her into the shop before he had a chance to take a breath. The door closed behind them with a final click.

AZRAEL’S COVE
by Paul Harris
(with permission from the author)

     I blushed as they gave me a brief round of applause and then whirled round as I heard it echoed from my rear. The rest of the men, the ones who had made it onto the beach first time around, had gathered silently behind me. If I’d been starting to forget that all the men in front of me were dead, the walking corpses I was faced with now were a horrible reminder. The better ones bore only the odd bullet hole from a sniper’s rifle or a burst of machine gun fire. But the majority of them had obviously been through so much more and hadn’t quite been remade whole. There were arms and legs at odd angles, or even back to front. I averted my eyes swiftly from one poor chap whose head was on back to front.
     “Sorry about the state of them, sir.” Sergeant MacDonald said. I was about to reply that I was sure they couldn’t help their appearance when he carried on. “Less than half of them having weapons, I mean. A lot of their gear got destroyed when they were killed.”
     I managed an understanding nod, even as I wished MacDonald had phrased it a little less straightforwardly. My eyes drifted back to the poor fellow with the reversed head. Randomly I wondered what he would do if anyone gave the order, ‘about face’, and I had to bite my lip to avoid bursting out in hysterical laughter. Sergeant MacDonald must have seen where my problem lay and decided to do something about it.
      “Private McCoist.” The words were spoken in the low growl that only NCOs have ever mastered. “If you can’t get your head on straight, at least go and stand at the back. You’re turning the Captain’s stomach.” I watched in fascinated horror as McCoist tried to twist his head round to face front, failed, gave a salute to the back of his head and fell out to trot round to the back. How he could move without falling over was beyond me, but McCoist seemed to be managing. I forced my gaze off him and addressed the assemblage.
     “Men of the King’s Own Scottish Borderers, we came here with a job to do. Our objective was to secure a beachhead and link up with the airborne troops inland. Circumstances have left us stranded here,” I paused as someone muttered ‘I told you we couldn’t trust the bloody navy’ and a ripple of laughter went through the men, “but that does not alter our mission. We need to get across the beach, up the cliffs and through the enemy. Are you with me?”
     “Sir, yes sir.” Came back the answer, sotto voce.

These are two of nineteen tales of terror at the beach,
available in the anthology.













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