Scarefest Horror and Paranormal Convention
September 11th, 2008 by Gabrielle Faust received 3 Comments »Scarefest Horror and Paranormal Convention
Friday, Sep 12 4:00p to 10:00p
Lexington Convention Center, Lexington, KY
http://www.thescarefest.com/
The Scare Fest will be the biggest Horror and Paranormal Convention in the southeast where you will be able to experience three horror- filled- days on September 12th, 13th,and 14th, 2008. Spend hours shopping through the huge 18,000 square foot dealer room where over 100 vendors will be selling weird, strange, unique and extraordinary horror and paranomal items. During your three day adventure you will be able to attend many seminars, Q&A sessions, movie screenings, and workshops that will be offered by some of the celebrities at Scare Fest. And it doesn’t stop there! After-hour events will include dinner with the stars, VIP parties, Nightmare Haunted House, midnight horror movies at the Historic Kentucky Theater, tours and other events to be announced. The Scare Fest is hosted by Ghost Chasers International, Inc. and was created by Jeff Waldridge and Patti Starr. It is also the Friday the 13th reunion and Paramount Pictures will be there to catch the reunion for an added bonus to a re-release.
Online ticket sales are closed. Please buy your tickets at the Ticket Counter at the Lexington Center for the ScareFest event, on September 12, 13, 14, 2008. We have 25,000 square feet of space so we don’t anticipate in selling out so everyone will get a ticket. Find out more online: http://www.thescarefest.com/
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The Parade of Specters
Sunset. It was time again for the Parade of Specters. Spooks is all. Painful.
This time he brought someone reasonable along to watch the spectacle, wheelchair bound as well; therefore, a seasoned pragmatist, a real killjoy with twenty-twenty vision, the very personification of Truth. He came equipped with a sack of sand pebbles. Not the dust. That’s the sleepy kind. No matter, really. Everybody passing through is thought to be already dead.
Nobody on the other side understands the gut wretch associated with this particular sickness; it damn near dissipated him a couple weeks ago. Folks lead him along throughout the day, passed him around like a boneless rag doll. Salutations of “you don’t look so good” isn’t the banal phrase one needs to hear first thing in the morning.
Here it comes again. It’s hard to describe what he’s seeing. Something just reached out and snatched his practical companion away with them. He wouldn’t have believed it if not for the drag marks left in the snake grass before they split him apart at the waist.
Why couldn’t she wait for him? Why didn’t you wait for me?
The reasonable one is gone. He looks down at the frumpy sack of sand pebbles. It gives him an idea. He zings one at a specter, and it passes through its shoulder, leaving little rings of ghost smoke in its wake. Somehow, it makes him feel better. He does it again with the same soothing resolution.
“Hey!” he shouts aloud. “I can not follow you right now. Do you hear me?”
The entourage stops in its tracks, marching momentarily at a standstill.
Encouraged, he continues, “The Time isn’t right. Can’t you wait for me?”
Why did she hurt him? Why are you hurting me?
Although the parade of specters continues, and it’s tearing him apart; he’s not going to move, until she gives him her word.
Great Hera! Zeny Bat! You really need to stay off my cornputer and out of my new fiction file whilst I’m sleeping! I mean that one’s first draft & hot of the press already!
I can’t wait to see the pictures. How about something with fangs in their wrists or necks?