Old Coat

The Old Coat is a spooky ghost story about a man who gets caught in a storm and takes refuge in an abandoned house. It is based on a classic ghost story called “The Coat” by A.E.D. Smith.

Old Coat

I went out for a cycle, one grey Sunday afternoon, on a lonely country road. I was miles from anywhere and got caught in a storm. The rain was pelting down and there was no place to take shelter.

Up ahead, not far from the road, I saw a large house that seemed to be deserted. It was an old chateau and the walls were covered in poison ivy. Most of the windows had been boarded up and it was obvious that it had been empty for a number of years.

I decided to take shelter inside and when I tried the front door, I was surprised to find it was unlocked. Indoors, there was a stale odor of damp and rotting wood. The house had an eerie feeling that made me a little uneasy. For some reason, the hair on the back of my neck was standing on end.

Looking down, I happened to notice an odd trail in the dust that looked quite recent. It was as if something or someone had been dragged down the hallway. The strangest thing was that there were no footprints in the dust, just drag marks.

There was an old coat hanging on the end of the staircase. Picking it up, I took a look at the worn and moth-eaten garment. In the back of the coat, there was a small hole and the area around it was scorched and stained. It looked something like a bullet hole.

It gave me the creeps. Did this mean that, at one time, the coat had been worn by a dead man? There was a stale odor of dampness and mold coming from the old coat. I got the feeling that it might be more than mold. There was a putrid smell of rot and decay. If I didn’t know better, I would have said it was the stench of decomposing flesh.

Standing there in the hallway, a sudden feeling of danger came over me, but with a slight shudder, I brushed it off. The whole atmosphere of the place seemed to be charged with evil.

I went into the living room and tried to start a fire. While I was piling some damp wood into the fireplace, I tried to pull myself together and told myself that there was nothing to be frightened of. Even though the chateau was creepy and I wouldn’t want to spend the night there, it was better than getting drenched in the driving rain.

Just then, I was startled by the sound of movement coming from the hallway. There was a single soft flop, as if something had dropped to the ground.

I froze and strained my ears to listen, but there was no further sound. Creeping quietly over to the door, I looked out. There was nothing in the hallway. All I could hear was the sound of the heavy rain outside.

Then, I noticed something strange. The old coat that had been hanging at the end of the stairs was gone. A chill crept down my spine and I had the strangest feeling that I was no longer alone.

Just then, I heard a low, evil chuckle echoing down the hallway, followed by the sound of stealthy movement.

I turned, just in time to see a shapeless black mass rise up behind me.

It was the coat!

The empty sleeves jerked grotesquely at its sides as it slowly moved towards me. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. As the thing advanced, I took a step backwards until I bumped against the fireplace. The empty sleeves reached out for my throat.

I grabbed a poker from the firplace and swung it with all my might, lashing out at the thing in front of me. As soon as I struck it, the coat collapsed to the ground in a heap.

I fled from the room and ran out the front door as fast as I could. Looking back over my shoulder, I saw a black shape on the doorstep. I could have sworn it was the coat, lying there, watching me escape.

I didn’t stop running until I came to a small country pub by the side of the road. I ordered a drink to steady my nerves and cautiously asked the landlord if he knew anything about the deserted house.

After a while, he told me that it had once been occupied by a man who was a staff sergeant in the army. Those who knew him said he was the meanest man ever to walk the earth. They say he murdered his wife and tortured every living thing he could lay his hands on, including his own daughters.

In the end, said the landlord, one of the daughters couldn’t take the abuse any longer and wound up shooting him in the back with his own gun…

Comments

  1. FR34K says

    can someone please explain how to find out who wrote the story?

    Scaryforkids says: I wrote the story, but I based it on “The Coat” by A.E.D. Smith (1934)

  2. DJ_Freak says

    Hey peeps, I’m kinda new here but I’ve been a looong time reader…Luv the story by the way<3

  3. Saad Hamid says

    I have read this story before, but it was a little long and it was in Urdu. But I really liked and it was scary. At the end of the story I read, the man said, ‘Whoever goes to that house and retrieves all the things I left there, he can have all the things I owned as a reward from me.’

  4. Horrorfanforever says

    Welcome back bro. Am I the only one who laughed at the floating coat? I was thinking something along the lines of “GRAB THE SPRAY STARCH!”

  5. flamefletcher says

    @ TamasakiLion
    To be honest:
    1. I don’t really laugh at my own jokes. I feel silly reading them.
    2. But there are some kids here who read my stories . I don’t like my own stories boring same old jokes.but if the kids like these then ill post more stories for them.
    3. Yeah most of the stories are not scary at all. But when I read the comments for the first time when I came here I saw that many of them were scared so I wanted to cheer them up with a joke or something and then I got the idea of Mario and Luigi. My favorite characters when I was a kid.
    ( the puppet wasn’t that creepy too. It was funny .)

  6. TamasakiLion says

    To be honest:
    1 .I don’t really laugh at flamefletcher’s jokes
    2. It isn’t necessary for him to post any jokes to cheer us up from any “scary”
    stories,because
    haven’t found any story creepy.
    ( Except the Puppet, because it’s sad how the baby turns out-
    DOES HE DO THAT HIMSELF WITH HIS HANDS! )

  7. iscareyoutodeath says

    yes!!!!!!!
    flamefletcher!
    i missed your parodies sooooo much!
    I tried making a Mario and Luigi parody in a story called Wall Mirrors but it sucked……
    BTW nice story i started laughing when the coat came up and started slapping the guy

  8. spencabeast says

    I dont get flamefletchers jokes. Someone please explain it to me?

    Scaryforkids says: You’re not the only one

  9. flamefletcher says

    Mario and Luigi stayed in the abandoned house for a while as it was raining outside.
    Mario: let go inside and sit beside the fire
    Luigi: creepy house! Did u bring my extra diapers ?
    Mario: this time I’m not gonna change ur diapers.
    Luigi: ok fine!
    They lit fire in the fireplace and sat down feeling its warmth.
    They saw the old coat but did not bother too much about it.
    Suddenly they heard a sound….
    Luigi: what was that!
    Mario: I don’t care I want to sleep
    Luigi: no we need to check it out please please I’m sacred…
    Mario: ok ok now don’t cry we will see it
    They stood up and slowly peered into the hall.
    The coat was missing and they could hear thumps and weird sounds.
    But they did not see anything.
    Mario: I cant see anyone..
    Luigi: me too.
    Then suddenly a voice behind them said
    Voice: what are you looking at!
    Hearing the voice Luigi s face turned white and he fainted and fell down.
    He saw a coat with no body just floating staring at them ( it had no eyes)
    Mario looked at Luigi and then at the coat and said…

    Mario: Aaargh ! Now you have done it! THIS TIME YOU CHANGE his diapers!

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