From bestselling and award-winning author Selena Kitt - Over a Million Books Sold!
An old-fashioned laundry chute in a big, rambling farm house proves deadly for a group of young, adventurous boys...Note: This story originally appeared in the anthology Shivers
Warnings: This title contains graphic language, sex, and elements of horror.
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EXCERPT:
They crowded in the doorway as Nicky flashed the light down the chute."Three-quarters full," he reported.
"Enough," Jesse said with the voice of authority.
"So, who wants to go first?" Nicky asked. They were quiet now. Two stories was an awful long way.
"Me!" cried Jeremy. "I want to go!"
"You're too young," Nicky said.
"I am not!"
"Come on, Jer. Don't make me hit you."
"Why don't you go, Davis?" Sam asked him.
"Sure." Nicky shrugged. "Hold this." He handed the flashlight to Jesse and swung his legs into the opening so that he was sitting on the edge, the door opening downward, almost touching the floor.
He had a flash of memory--one of his older brothers hanging him by his ankles over the banister and the delicious rush of fear that came with it. He used to beg them to do it again and again. This was like that, sitting on the edge of that anticipation, facing the real danger of falling but knowing you were gonna be ok--probably.
The chute itself was about five feet square. There was a pipe that ran across the top. Nicky wasn't sure what it was for, but it was secure. He grabbed the bar and slid in, dangling there for a moment, his Nikes touching the pile of clothes. They were all peering anxiously into the chute.
"See ya, pansies!" He grinned and let go of the bar...