The Killer from the Summit

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Hi there everyone, I finally have my next story ready to share with the rest of you.

For this one, I wanted to channel my life-long fear of heights into a horror piece. The Result? A tale of six friends, trapped at the edge of a cliff with only one way to escape: outwitting a supernatural predator bent on murdering them.

I’d like to thank my co-worker and climbing enthusiast Russ Hinds for helping me with some of the technical details.

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The Killer from the Summit

Copyright 2017 Eric M. Heiden

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

This story is dedicated to Justin Carballo, as loyal a friend as they come and a man who certainly knows his horror.


Alan had never been more terrified.

Emily, hands over her mouth, stood in front of him, staring down at the ring he was holding out. The silence was unbearable. It couldn’t have been more than a few seconds since he’d proposed, but with each of those seconds, he could feel his confidence dying.

You just caught her off guard, he told himself. Give her a minute.

His mental pep talk wasn’t working. Had he rushed things? Was she upset? Had he put her on the spot? Did she feel manipulated?

His throat tightened. Would she–the one he could tell anything to, the one who’d stayed by his side when things were at their worst–even want to speak to him after today?

Emily lowered her hands. Alan’s questions were all about to be answered. Continue reading

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