The Thing

The autumn leaves fell gently to the ground.

Covering the body like a blanket.

It lay undisturbed that way.

Sometimes the eyes would flicker.

Sensing the surroundings.

Waiting.

The children gathered for the annual Halloween party in the woods.

Mrs Banks gathered them round for the spooky story.

The evil Thing in the woods.

Legend has it she was explaining.

The eyes began to flicker.

Sensing new life.

Mrs Banks could see the children were really getting into the story.

Their little eyes were transfixed on her.

Transfixed on the thing behind her.

Mrs Banks never finished the story.

The children tried to explain.

The story about the Thing.

In the woods.

They never found Mrs Banks.

Not even a track of her.

It was like she never existed.

The book lay on the ground.

Now and again.

When the wind blew.

The pages would make that flickering sound.

Always stopping at.

Legend has it.

Reviews

[AJNJ]

Maybe she infused life into that thing by speaking about it! I was transported back to that spooky autumn where the book lay in the woods, turning pages by itself. I wonder which was more evil.. the thing or the book that told of the thing...? You do spooky so superbly!
Happy Halloween 🎃 🤗

[Paul Bell]

I'm sure it's the pages turning to that page, it's a starter for ten. Happy Halloween.

[AJNJ]

Then the book is definitely spookier!

[Paul Bell]

Got a feeling the Kindle is going to kill spooky stories stone dead. lol

[AJNJ]

Kindle could be the next bodysnatcher, yes!