“O-Owen.” Anita whispered as the two creatures flanked the car. She turned in her seat and tried to reach him. Her tiny fingers trying desperately to grab hold of her beloved brother, but the seat belt kept her just out of reach. Owen stared at her curiously. He giggled and shook his fist with his teddy bear in his hand as he thought his sister was playing a game. Anita heard a smash and looked behind her to see a gloved hand reaching for her, coated in blades. She screamed and turned back to Owen....
Alexander got out of the car and strode over to the distant figure.
“How did you arrive here? You have no right to be here, and no business with me or my family,” Alexander shouted at the still distant figure.
“Yes I believe I do Alexander,” A voice whispered behind his ear. Alexander spun on his heel and instinctually grabbed a hold of the man’s throat. As he turned the figure that had miraculously appeared behind him punched him viciously in the nose. As Alexander fell releasing...
The road snaked along the rural fields and cut through the dense forests of Maine. Like a jet black serpent winding its way along a pure white canvas. It wound itself around hills and the silent landscape as the snow fell in large white puffs. Along the spine of this great serpent sped a sleek black car. Its smooth body recalled images of water flowing over a stone in a stream bed. The shine of this automobile gave it the appearance...
