((((warning: the following short story contains some vulgar language and scary monster action. Proceed with caution. Don’t feed the Dinos. Thank you!)))) “This is stupid,” the boy sulked, crossing his arms, and pouting out the passenger side window. Amy was about sick of his attitude lately. But she knew it would take more energy she no longer had in her to engage in yet another exhausting argument with him. So, instead, she tried the path of diplomacy. “Oh, come on, Tommy,”

No matter how fast she could run, no matter where she tried for cover, or what wood she could get herself lost in, or ruined suburb she could thread through, those red eyes were always there behind her, smoldering in the night like burning embers. She was still only a child, but she knew fear better than any living man could still walk the earth. The red eyes belonged to a monster. And that monster was coming for her. Her muscles were too young to escape it. She fell at last,