Chewing On Glass…

“These children have way too much energy. Laughing and playing along as if everything is alright,” he thinks to himself before letting out a loud yawn. “There is something evil in this town. An entity, a curse, whatever you want to call it, but something is after these innocent children.” He watches as some kids get on a school bus and others march on down the road. He watches them and he watches anything suspicious in the area around them.

Three days now he has been doing this and three long days later he hasn’t got any more clues than before. All he knows is that each day another one of them goes missing in the night. “Missing isn’t even a good description of what is happening to these kids. Missing implies that they went somewhere or that we could somehow get them back,” he thinks to himself. A local police cruiser passes by and they exchange nods.

“Not one God damn piece of evidence in this case, not one. No leads makes my job that much harder. If there’s nothing to go on or anything to look into. What the hell am I to do?” He asks himself. “What do you say to the parents? To the press or anyone stupid enough to ask?” The list of questions going unanswered in his head. “I wish I knew,” he says out loud to himself. “At this point, I would settle for a pile of their mangled bodies on the side of the road. Something more than nothing. Something more than speculation.”

Days Earlier

As she drifts off to sleep the little girl is convinced that she sees the shadow of a monster dancing across her bedroom wall. Slowly creeping across the wall towards the window. The moonlight playing tricks on her once again. Hidden under her thin sheet the little girl’s mind wanders to the scary movies her mother and father sometimes watch late at night. Movies she isn’t allowed to watch.

“If they aren’t gory than what’s the harm?” Her father always asks her mother encouragingly. “Monsters aren’t real,” she reminds herself. Her over active imagination running wild. Every little sound and shadow sending her further down the path of a waking nightmare. She wants to screams even as she convinces herself that there is nothing to be afraid of. “Monsters and evil spirits are only in the movies,” she thinks to herself.

Peeking her head from under her covers she faces her fears. The empty room feels somehow cavernous though nothing about it has changed in all of her life. Every shadow dancing in the moonlight makes her draw her covers closer to her face once again. Until she sees something that neither looks like a shadow or could ever possibly be real.

She stares at what looks like a disfigured man with skin stretched over misshapen bones before retreating under her protective barrier. The figure draws closer to her as she watches the shape move from under her thin sheet. She tries to push the fear away as the figure comes closer. Desperately trying to remember the names of the backward designs of the fishes that cover her sheets.

“This isn’t real,” she tells herself over and over. Even has the figures bone hand and leathery skin grips her ankle from under the covers. She tries to call out, but the figure is too quick in its actions for her to get anything audible out. Ripping her out from under her covers in one swift motion before disappearing back under the bed. The empty room goes silent as no one hears her disappear and no one will notice her missing until the morning.

It won’t be until her mother presses her ear against the door and slowly opens it to see if she is awake. Only for her to realize that no one is there and no evidence that anyone ever was. This little girl wasn’t the first and she won’t be the last to be taken. It has started once again.

This Is Only The Beginning….

What is taking the children?… Never Seen Only Heard– Something is stealing all the children, something is lurking in the dark, but what could it be? Two special agents have less than 48 hours to find the answers to the mystery they have been assigned to, but will they?

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