Eddie stumbled out of the thorny bush, disoriented and in pain. The sun was beginning to set, casting long shadows over the forest floor.
He needed to get back to town quickly to warn the people of Oak Hill of the danger that lurked in the woods. He needed to make a plan.
As he made his way through the kudzu and back to his truck, Eddie realized that he was being followed. He could hear the sound of footsteps crunching through the leaves behind him.
He quickened his pace, but the footsteps only grew closer.
A red glow spread across the forest. A loud crack erupted and a bolt of lightning shot down from the sky, striking Eddie in the chest.
He fell to the ground, unconscious.
When Eddie came to, he was lying on the floor of his office in the town hall. It was dark outside. His clothes were singed, and his body ached all over. He sat up slowly and rubbed his head, trying to clear the fog from his mind.
Screams pierced his ears. He heard people running through the streets, shouting. He pulled himself up and struggled over to the window.
The sky had turned an eerie shade of green, and a thick fog had descended over the town.
Eddie rushed to the door. The knob wouldn’t budge.
A low, rumbling sound shook the floor beneath his feet.
It was the sound of something massive and terrible.
The sound of something that was coming to claim Oak Hill for its own.
To be continued…