× Highest Ranking: #42 in Horror
× 2nd Place in Horror: Angel Awards
!WARNING!
Contains:
× Explicit language
× Mild LGBT content
× Extreme violence (Blood and gore)
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A double murder leads Miles Trenton and his family to a small...
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Clank! Snarl! Rustle! Growl! Clank! Rustle!
They silently darted through the bushes, keeping on their toes as they hid from the aimlessly wandering beasts. When the coast was clear, they emerged and made their way over to a fence.
A sheet of zinc was blocking their path through and Isaac held it up so that Rebecca and George could cross into the next yard. Rebecca then held the sheet up for Isaac to pass through.
When she released it, it struggled to stay still against the force of the fiercely blowing wind. It clanked against the wooden aspect of the fence, but the trio didn't stick around by the attention-drawing sound.
Isaac surveyed the area, his forehead creased as he looked towards the gate leading out of the yard.
"Do you know where you're going?" Rebecca whispered behind him.
"Yes, follow me," he answered.
Rebecca hugged George close to her as the chilly wind blew. They were cold even though the jackets they wore were made of thick cotton. They left the comfort and safety of their home to follow a stranger, in an effort to find a way out of the monster-infested town.
How smart. How brave.
"How incredibly stupid," George muttered the words as they met the gate.
Isaac ignored him and gently pushed the gate open, mumbling something unintelligible. He peered out and when the coast was clear, motioned for them to follow.
As they continued their trek towards freedom - wherever it was - they came across a dead Clawden, a piece of stick stuck in its head. The stench was horrid and choking. Rebecca covered George's eyes, not that it made any sense because he'd already seen and heard so much.
"Someone was lucky," Isaac said, glancing around. "Maybe they're still nearby."
"Or maybe," Rebecca began, "they managed to embed that in its head before it killed them."
"Then I would be dead right where you're standing, young lady."
The deep but subtle voice startled everyone, each of them turning around to see where it came from.
A dark figure emerged from the shadows as a man limped towards them. There was a click and a bright light emanated from the flashlight he held. Rebecca, George and Isaac shielded their eyes as they adjusted to the brightness. The man aimed it down at the ground.
"Sorry, I just couldn't see you in the dark," he said.
"Who are you?" Isaac asked, stepping in front of the children. "Wait...Bill?" His eyes widened.
