creepy stories short stories Stanley Wilkin Tuesday, November 25, 2014 The Tormentors by Stanley Wilkin Stanley Wilkin's horrific glimpse into the inhuman violence of war. The sun flashed into his eyes as he peered out of the foliage. He tightened his grip on his rifle. He moved his head back into the shadows sinking slowly once more into the copious fern. He was sick of war. His friends lay in the dust a mile down the road, their many wounds saturated with heaps of busy feeding flies. How many… Read more Labels: creepy stories short stories Stanley Wilkin 5 comments: