Category : Stories

Sub Category : Suspense/Mystery

An ancient and immaculate pocket watch rests on my mantle. I have no idea how it got there. I go over and pick it up. I turn it over in my hands. On the back I find my grandfather's initials beautifully etched into the pure gold back. I remember how my grandfather always wore it. Then I also remember that he was buried with it. I immediatly drop it and take a step back.

"Impossible..." I say under my breath " It can't be..."

I notice that when I dropped it, the watch had opened and a small slip of paper peeked out. Slowly and carefully I bend down and take the slip of paper out. Unfurling it I look at what it says, and I scream.