Two Sentence Horror Stories

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Mama?

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Mama?

Yeah, I know. I just had a new case come in.

I'm going to have to call you back.

Okay.

Shh.

You can't disturb your mama.

I'm Antonio, remember?

I work with your mama.

I'm keeping an eye on you while she works.

Is she still mad at me?

Did she tell you she didn't want to talk to me?

We had a big fight.

I don't want to talk to her either.

- You don't mean that. - She said mean things to me.

She's your mother. I know you want to talk to her.

I didn't mean to run away.

It's just that I want to see Papa.

Si, si.

I want to bring him home.

You and your mother will talk when it's right.

For now you have to stay here while she works.

It's a very busy and stressful day for both of us.

I can't always be with you,

but I'll come back and check on you when I can.

Do you understand?

You work with people after they die.

What do you do in that room?

I... help.

My job is to help.

Was that a real dead body?

Was it a kid like me?

I'll make you a deal.

I have to get back to work right now.

But if you promise to stay here,

I'll come back in a bit and answer all your questions.

Okay. Fine.

Child, 8.

Male.

Preliminary assessment.

Rigor mortis set in about 12 hours ago.

He's been dead for at least a day.

Pobrecito.

He was found trapped in the back of a delivery truck.

Appears to be heat stroke.

Antonio?

Asphyxiation.

Airtight delivery truck.

The driver said he didn't know when the boy crawled in,

and his route started in San Diego.

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You've reached the Good Shepherd's Way Morgue.

Please leave a message and someone will get back to you.

Hey, it's me again. Look...

- Papa! - I know you're busy,

but I just wanted to see if you could come this weekend.

And I know I ask every year,

but can you just take some time off from work?

Why can't everyone just leave me alone?

Hello?

Are you okay?

It's me. It's me.

What was that?

What was what?

That?

That's the family of one of the muertos.

The boy in the green shoes?

No. Someone else.

What about that boy?

Where's his family?

I'm trying to help find out.

Are ghosts real?

Hmm...

What does your mom and dad say?

My dad says yes,

but Mama says no, that's a stupid idea.

You don't celebrate Día de los Muertos?

Mama says it's made up and not for kids.

Oh, no. Día de los Muertos is for everyone.

And it's not made up.

We have that day to celebrate,

but we can communicate with our muertos any time

if we just listen.

What if they're angry though?

And scary.

Sometimes a ghost has pain

they didn't take care of before they died,

and it can make them scary

because they need help to find peace.

How do you help them?

You start by listening to them.

They can be confused, scared.

They're trying to figure it out.

I'm sorry, it's just been a hell of a week.

I know.

Month, year, three years.

Yes.

I'm just cansada, Jorge.

Broken-hearted.

There's this little boy on my slab, and I...

That's exactly why I wanted to bring up this.

His afterlife will take him to where he needs to be.

Why do you always have to go there?

You know I don't believe in that afterlife stuff.

I bring this up because you know how important...

I hate it when you bring it up

like it's supposed to make me feel better.

It should.

This is your life, you understand what we're talking about.

- Why would you want to go... - You know what, I really have to go.

Hello?

Is that you?

Hello?

Do, do you want to talk?

Hey!

Help! Help!

Please!

Antonio!

Help me!

Help!

Help!

Please!