THING

Creeping through the undergrowth a shapeless black beast hunts and lurks waiting to strike, a young couple out walking disappear in the blink of an eye, gone.

Slaughtered sheep rot in a farmers’ field, it was the creature of the underworld feeding its bloodlust.

No one knows why screams echo through the forest startling the wildlife, this is a supernatural mystery in our time, some things are best left alone, the dark left unseen.