The Hands of Craddocksburg — Jack Faber

"Watchful eyes caught my movement as I passed step by step along Hatcher's former path. And stealthy hands, invisible to all the world but me, reached out to arrest my progress."
There's something wrong with Craddocksburg, always has been. Dennis Hatcher knew it. That's why he ran away. But it didn't do any good. Because once you've been to Craddocksburg, you can't get away. There are always hands to reach out and drag you back.