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Pact of the Banshee

Pact of the Banshee

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Pact of the Banshee

29 pages
22 minutes
Jan 12, 2016


When the Banshee returns to the village woods and terrifies the villagers with its nightly screams, the cycle of murders start again. 

Young Sean Collins sets out to find and destroy the menace.

But will he succeed when his friends and family turn against him?

Jan 12, 2016

About the author

Chuck writes quirky short stories, usually with some sort of fantastical element. He’s as surprised by this as anyone. Even after dozens of stories published he still stays up too late at night, feverishly working on the next tale.He lives in the Pacific Northwest with his beautiful wife and their three daughters.

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Pact of the Banshee - Chuck Heintzelman

Chapter 1

At night, the Banshee cry

Good men go out to die.

Wee-hoo, wee-hoo,

In dirt we lie.

— Chorus of Children’s Game

Every able bodied man joined the village elders in the pub to discuss the Banshee. I stayed near the entrance, anxious to listen, but not wanting to attract attention.

Campbell, the eldest elder and sometimes barber, saw me. He was old and wrinkled and skinny and so tall his neck had a permanent stoop from ducking through doorways. Campbell had been in charge as long as anybody could remember.

He approached me and placed his hand on me shoulder. Sean Collins, you a wee bit young for the this meeting.

Aye, I said, trying not to shudder. I’ll be fourteen in a fortnight.

Campbell raised his walking stick, a tall, thin, gnarled piece of ironwood, a reflection of the old man himself. He pointed to the door with it. Out. This is no time for youth.

I pulled away from him and leaned against the pub’s log wall. "So you are goan after the Banshee?"

Campbell’s eyebrows slashed a v over his wrinkled face. He gestured at the door with his stick again.

I have a right, I said. Family right.

He craned his long neck downward so his face were but inches from mine. Do not make me tell you again, Sean Collins.

I trudged out through the pub door. Not fair. I only wanted to hear the men’s plans. I had more right to be there than most the village. Last night the Banshee killed me uncle and when I was four, it killed me dad.

Outside, I looked around, trying to figure a way to eavesdrop. The pub’s side window.

Campbell stood in the

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