Isle of the Undead by Lloyd Arthur Eshbach, Fiction, Fantasy, Horror

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A drab gray sheet of cloud slipped stealthily from the moon’s round face, like a shroud slipping from the face of one long dead, a coldly phosphorescent countenance from which the eyes had been plucked. Yellow radiance fell toward a calm, oily sea, seeking a narrow bank of fog lying low on the water, penetrating its somber mass like frozen yellow fingers.

Vilma Bradley shuddered and shrank against Clifford Darrell’s brawny form. It’s – it’s ghastly, Cliff! she said.

Ghastly? Darrell leaned against the rail, laughing softly. One cocktail too many – that’s the answer. It’s given you the jitters. Listen! Faintly from the salon came strains of dance music and the rhythmic shuffle of feet.