Grave To The Rave – 100 Word Halloween Microfiction Short Story

“Graveyard raves, are they a thing?”

“Sure they’re a thing, they’re the best god damn thing around, ain’t you been to one?”

“N-Never, I didn’t even know they were happening. W-What makes them so different from a normal rave?”

“Necromancy,” he says with a broad smile upon his face.

“Y-Y-You mean, like raising the d-dead?”

“Fuck yeah I do!” he says excitedly, his eyes lighting up like light bulbs.

“A-Are you sure they’re s-safe?”

He raises an eyebrow, “You’re not serious right? Necromancy is up there in the top tier levels, the echelon of what can and can’t be done.

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