|You want to crochet yourself a scorpion, too? You can. |
This is Halloween!He’d already jolted awake twice tonight. Every time he’d thought he’d heard something strange. And every time he’d found nothing that could have explained it. He was beginning to doubt his own sanity over it. Something was definitely wrong here!This is Halloween! by *janey-in-a-bottle
He’d then decided to stay awake for the rest of the night, but his fatigue had been stronger.
This time he didn’t wake up abruptly. Instead, it seemed like the night was gradually creeping into his dream. The noise had returned. At first, it was barely audible, easy to ignore over the rush of the waves in his favorite beach scene. But while the sound was gaining volume, the beach was slowly disappearing into the darkness.
His heart was beating faster, and sweat ran into his eyes, even though he felt cold. Was he awake? Was he still dreaming? He couldn’t tell for sure. But he wanted it to stop!
When a faint light approached him, he was finally able to identify the sound as a voice. I