FEAR OF THE WOODS

The Birds

You put your red vest on and head out

something eerie is outside like an uncertain visitor 

each step towards the door creeps you out you see a shadow fall from the sky not an angelic way more like crashing down, and there it is....... a mass suicide of birds in the lawn all dying by one cause : Nothing 

they just flopped dead and a ratchet scent fills the lawn until your nostrils are burned out painfully