There’s something about the sublimely simple and otherwise benign that can become especially terrifying when things go “bump” in the night… evil personified inside an ordinary object… like the haunted doll… a tawdry trope of tales that no longer thrill?  Or perhaps a fear we would rather not address as those dull eyes watch us from across the room… unblinking… unchanging… waiting for the right moment to come alive and start the hunt…  This is “PREY” by Richard Matheson… on STS SPOOKTOBER.

Narration and Dramatic Reading by ERIC R. HILL