Lucy dreamed she was lost in a dark forest and chasing her were these tall creatures with long nails as keen as razor blades, and when they grimaced at her their teeth were serrated and ended with a sharp point. They surrounded her in the blackness. Monsters in the dark.
Lucy awoke, but instead of waking in her familiar bed, she found she was still in the forest.
“I must be still dreaming.” she told herself as she realised she had been trapped by these things. One of them laughed. It was a noise that set her on edge like fingernails on a blackboard.
“Yes you were dreaming, and now you’ve woken up in our world.” the one that laughed replied as it approached her licking it’s lips with it’s extended tongue.
This was written with the prompt Day 1 – Monsters in the Dark provided by Sammi Cox’s 13 Days of Samhain.
©️2020 Joanne Fisher