Highway of Lost Souls

I have so many projects in the works right now that I wish I would just finish one before my mind drifts to the next. Well, that’s not true. I am 3/4 the way done with a second story of a short story book of horrors. Problem is, now I want to add a 3rd novella to the book. Below is a brief, very brief outline for what could be the 3rd novella. Yea or Nay?

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What really happens when the streetlight comes on?

I definitely didn’t like the way those lights were flickering? Why does the streetlights mean it’s time to go home? Ever since the first time I was allowed to stay out, there’s been an unwritten rule that you needed to be in the safety of your own home when those lights came on. My parents were not overly strict, but that light loomed at the one thing that would get me stuck in punishment. As kids, why did we never ask why? My brother said a crazy man who lived in the tree by the spooky house and stole little girls if they stayed out too late. He was lying, but it worked. As soon as the familiar buzz started, my feet led me home.

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