Please check out my latest Horror Short Story - Knob's Hole

“I’m tellin’ ya, there ain’t no bottom to it,” Henry Knob said, peering down the hole into the darkness.

“That’s impossible,” Dave said.

“I’ve dropped rocks, a busted computer monitor, even that old refrigerator down there. Ain’t none of them ever hit bottom, at least not that I heard.”

Dave leaned over the opening which was about the size of a small car itself. Grass grew high along the edges and dirt spilled into the blackness making him wonder if they were in any danger, standing so close to the edge. If this was a sinkhole, they could be swallowed up at any moment.

“How did you find it?” Dave asked.

“I was driving my tractor out to the other side of my property and my back wheel got stuck. I gunned the engine, and it was a good thing I did because the ground had opened up. Far as I can tell, it ain’t got no bigger since then though.”

“That’s good. Hey, we can get some rope and lower a bucket down into it. Maybe it’s an old well and the reason you didn’t hear anything is because there’s water way down in there.”

“I already thought of that,” Knob said. “I went through about a mile of rope and shit-load of kite string until I gave up. The bucket didn’t even come back wet. I just don’t get it.”

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