Nowhere To Run
May 15, 2010 by Bald Punk
Filed under Fiction, Ghosts, Secrets of NYC, Stories
(Smith Street – Photos by Joe) Since I had witnessed Benny, “the cigar store Indian” kill a vampire last week behind the Lower East Side Pathmark, I have been tormented by a whispering voice. The first instance came moments after the cigar store Indian impaled the vampire whose name was Robert. The words came from a creature who seemed to arrive just before the death blow. Encased by [...]