The human hand

The pouring rain hitting the hard concrete as the grey clouds cover the piercing blue sky, Wind whistling through the old oak tree forest.

The cold crisp breeze mixed with the drizzling rain.

The scratching sound echoes throughout the house as the ear piercing sound gets louder and louder. The scratching sound fades as a faint meowing sound takes over from the louder claws tering at the window. The pounding rain mixes with the loud animal scratching the window, awakening the owner from her slumber.

The owner's footsteps make the wooden floor board creek as she walks down stairs to the kitchen. As the owner approached the window the scratching sound faded and is replaced with the little meows. The owner slowly opens the old damaged window which has a little crack in the corner with the cold breeze entering the old wooden house.

The cat picks something up and runs into the house. Kelly looks at her pet cat as she wonders what's in her cat's mouth.

Kelly tries to see what type of gift she will be getting today from her pet cat smokey. Will it be a mouse or a bird? She wonders.

The cat walks to the owner's feet and drops the gift. As the gift hits the hard floor the woman looks down is horror. She is in complete shock as there is a human hand laying on her kitchen floor which is covered with small patches of bloody flesh.

The cat meows at the woman as a sign to see if she likes her gift. Kelly stands in shock unable to make a sound or move. The woman stares at this human hand laying on her kitchen floor as the blood dripping off it and on to her white tiled floor.

The cat walks to the hand and looks at the human waiting for her to pick it up.

The hand has little pieces of flesh on the joint's as it's the only thing keeping the bones together and connected too the palm of the hand.

The woman slowly backs away from the hand and goes to get some gloves and a bag. Kelly puts the gloves on and slowly crouches down and carefully picks up the hand that's only holding together because of the flesh that's still hanging on. The hand is very fragile as it lifts off the ground and gently places it in the bag.

Kelly gently places the bag on the counter and removes her gloves and puts them in the same bag as the hand. She didn't want to put the gloves in the bin as of the blood. She doesn't want to cross contaminated anything and look like a suspect.

Kelly was confused and wanted to know where her cat found this hand and if there was someone dead out there in the forest.

It was still raining outside as the wet leaf lay on the mushy ground. The window bangs against the frame of the window as the strong wind whistle through the house.

Kelly goes and shuts the window until she looks out and sees a head of a human look right at her through the trees. She freezes at the horror in front of her. Hoping it's fake and it's just her eyes playing tricks on her.

Until a magpie landed on this head and started peeking at it. The head starts to lose its grip on the tree branches as the bird peeks at the eye. The eye is coming out of the socket.

The head falls from the tree and the bird flies away. The skin on the head slides off, leaves just the cranium with the odd bit of flesh on the blood stand coloured bone.

The eye ball rolls a little bit down the hill before the bird comes back for a second round.

Kelly watches this in horror as the bird munches on the eye ball. The skull laying on the wet leaf's making an imprint on the mushy mud.

The howling winds whips around the old wooden house. The smell of rotten flesh starts to appear from the bag as a puddle has started in the bag as the blood drips from the hand.

Kelly gently picks up the bag of the counter and carrys it the the front door. Place the bag on the front porch and shuts the door.

Smoky moews at Kelly as she shuts out the gift she reserve.

A tapping sound appears from upstairs. Kelly is scared as she lives alone and there is no one that lives near her so the tapping sound frightens her.

Kelly slowly walks upstairs to the tapping sound to make sure she is alone in her house.

As she approached the room the tapping sound stops and the house falls silent. Weird she thought to herself.

Kelly grabs the wooden stick that opens the attic and slowly opens the door. The door creeked and Kelly tenced up with fear. She drops the wooden stick and stars at the thing that was making the tapping sound.

A little brown and white weasel sleeping on the dirty washing.

"Great" Kelly says "I got scared from a weasel"

Kelly hears leaf russel from outside the window. She quietly walks over to the window to see what's outside. Probably just another weasel she thought to herself.

To her shock she was wrong as a man in all black stands there holding the bag that she put the hand in. She gaspes in horror as the man looks her dead in the eyes with an evil smirk.

Kelly is frighten and she can't even call everyone to help her as she has no WiFi and there's no one nearby for her to her help.

The man walks back into the forest but his makes sure he keeps his eyes on her.

She just stands there petrified as the man walks away with his evil grin on his face. Kelly just stars at the forest and the man has disappeared and can no longer be seen like he was never there.

The pounding rain slowly eases up as the water droplets race down the foggy glass window.

Kelly is petrified as there's a creepy man chilling in the oak forest with a dead body. She slowly walks away from the window making sure to keep her eyes on the forest.

Once she's out of the room she locks the door and lets out a breath that she didn't know she was holding in.

The house falls silent as the rain stops hitting the windows.

As Kelly goes to walk down the hall to her bedroom a loud bang echos throw the house. Kelly stands there terrified as the banging continues.

Kelly slowly creeping down stairs to the front door. As Kelly gets to the door the creepy man stands there with an evil smirk on his face.

The door fly's open and hits Kelly to the floor. The man hovers over Kelly as his eyes darken.

Kelly leys on the ground terrified as the man brings a knife out of his pocket. He smirks down at her as he drops the knife straight down on her chest. He walked away with an evil smile as she bleeds out on the white tiled floor gasping for air.

Her body lays there lifeless and cold with a puddy of blood around her body.