Dark stories in two sentences 2

My younger sister told me that a ghost lives in our entrance, which beats light bulbs. When I told her that there are no ghosts, the lamp above my head burst with a deafening crash.

Approaching the village at dusk, I wondered why the lights were on only in two windows of one of the outer houses. I barely had time to stop when what I took for a hut rose to its feet and stared with interest at me with burning eyes.

"Do not be afraid, little brother, the monster is gone and will not scare you anymore!" - I heard the voice of my older sister. I was already starting to crawl out from under the bed when I suddenly remembered - my sister never called me "little brother".

Before going to bed, the girl checked the closet where she heard a noise last night, and, making sure that there was no one in it, she sighed with relief.
"This will dull her vigilance." - I bared my teeth, lying under her bed.

I really like to photograph random people I see on the street. True, as a big fan of the 19th century Post-Mortem tradition, I only take photographs of them posthumously.

"It's just sleep paralysis, it's okay, it will pass!" - I calmed myself, lying down, feeling that I could not move. It wasn't until daybreak started that I noticed thin sticky threads tying my body from head to toe.

I told my worried wife that a wasp bite of an unknown species is not yet a reason to call an ambulance , besides, the bite site does not bother me at all. It was only when something under my skin stirred that I thought that my calmness was too unnatural.

"Hans, how long have we been wandering in this goddamn swamp?" the soldier asked wearily, brushing the rust off the muzzle of the rifle. His companion, stubbornly plodding forward, did not answer - his throat and tongue had rotted a decade ago.

"Rest in peace!" - I said, standing in front of a fresh grave with a shovel in my hands. "God damn you!" - there was a muffled voice from underground.

It's been 40 minutes since the elevator started going up. I don’t know what scares me more: the fact that he continues to go up, even though my house is only 10 floors, or that something is giggling outside the cabin ..