ABBY’S BEST ROLE by Pen of the Damned’s Brian Moreland
When the front window shattered, Abby backed to the center of the den. Terror rattled her nerves. What creature was going to attack this time? A stale breath of January howled into the cabin. Her skin prickled from the frosty chill. Abby picked up the bloody axe and hugged it to her chest.
The broken window stared back at her, a black hole with jagged teeth.
“I’m not going out there!” she yelled. “You’ll have to come in and get me.”
Something ran past the window. A hairy, skeletal blur. She followed its silhouette in the windows as it rounded the cabin then disappeared behind the wall with the fireplace. Above the mantle a mounted buck head stared down at her with glassy eyes. She hated this dusty cabin. She cursed herself for coming out here. No, it’s not your fault, Abby.How could you have known what was…
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