Local stories told of the Marsh Creeper that only came out at night. For that reason no local would ever walk across the fields or near the marshes when it was dark. The stories said that if you did go out in the darkness, the Creeper would catch you with it’s long bony fingers and slowly dismember you, then hang a few of your remains on someone’s gate. Sometimes it would leave some of your clothes, other times it would leave parts of your body.
A visiting tourist heard the stories and thought it was a load of unmitigated hogwash designed only to scare any passing visitors. One moonlit evening he decided to go for a walk across the fields. In the morning light two articles of his clothing were found hanging on a gate. The rest of him was never seen again.
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This was written with the photo prompt provided by Crimson’s Creative Challenge #43.
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