Three years ago, a groundskeeper was hired at a private school in the Swiss Alps. Tall. Gaunt. Smells like wet wool. The school board says his references were impeccable. The children say he never blinks.
They called him the Nightmaretaker because the children in town had the same dream: a tall man with hollow eyes standing at the foot of their beds, whispering the Lord’s Prayer backwards. It started subtly. The local priest, Father Albrecht, was called to the man’s small cottage adjacent to the orphanage. The Nightmaretaker had stopped eating. He claimed that the food turned to ash in his mouth. The Nightmaretaker- The Man Possessed by the De...
When the priest arrived, the temperature in the room dropped twenty degrees. He found the groundskeeper contorted on the floor, his spine bent at an angle that should have killed him. Three years ago, a groundskeeper was hired at
But the locals knew something was wrong. Dogs would whimper and pull their owners across the street when he passed. At night, people reported seeing lights flickering in the sealed-off west wing of the orphanage—the wing where the "problem children" used to be locked away. Smells like wet wool