31 Days of Halloweeny Teeny Tales, Day 6: HEARING

“Turn your volume up!”

 The words bounced across a website that came from the wrong side of the Geocities. Hank laughed at the quaintness. They still had a MIDI file embedded.

 For the hell of it, he cranked the volume. He figured some fucked-up image would strobe-flash across the screen soon enough, accompanied by some ear drum-splitting sound file.

 But that’s not what happened.


 Hank leaned in close, his breath fogging up the image—an old Polaroid of her that his Dad had taken on a day trip to the beach.

 “Hi, Mom,” he finally answered.