R. L. Ankney

"Wait, what?" "I'm going to go get a gun. There’s something weird going on, Vicki. Can't you see it? Haven't you been watching the news?" he asked stepping closer to my truck until he was almost standing on my side rail. I shook my head at him. "You're just imagining things, cuz." "No, I'm not," he snapped. "I saw one today." "Saw what? God, Billy now you're sounding like a crazy person," I snapped back at him. "I'M NOT CRAZY!!" he screamed backing away. "THEY ARE COMING THIS WAY, VICTORIA!"

Paranoid was the first word that came to my mind at that point. But, when the animalistic roar came from behind the trees I understood his paranoia. Out of the depths several creatures burst forward into view leaving an explosion of limbs and leaves in their wake. They stopped in their tracks and began making odd clicking noises with their mouths then let out a loud high pitched scream signaling to every creature in the area that they had found the prey to whet their appetites.