The Shuddering

by Ania Ahlborn

The drips of blood that trailed him like scarlet breadcrumbs assured him that this wasn’t a dream.

The monsters of his youth were chasing him. They were hungry. They were real.

“I have my radar set to batshit. I can smell a psycho from a mile away.”

“Did you want to get married?” he asked, pushing his hair behind his ears. She swallowed against his question, frowning at the floor. “Yeah, I mean…” She raised a single shoulder up to her ear. “It felt like the right thing to do,” he said. “Until it didn’t.”

She didn’t care how big they were, how vicious—Ryan and Sawyer were her family, and nobody fucked with Jane’s family.

Oh Yeah? and what the fuck are you going to do 🙄

“I can’t just sit here and wait,” Sawyer announced, turning away from the window with determination. “I’m going to find her.”

And you have officially pissed me off. FINE go get eaten you stupid fuck

Maybe someone was close to a cave or something, the storm came in, these things didn’t have anything to eat so they just kept coming closer and closer to civilization. But what I don’t get is, why haven’t there been reports of dead people all over the place? I mean, that would make sense, right? If they’re taking everyone in their perimeter out?”

If you also don’t have internet access how can you really follow daily incident reports. Dumbasses

“Where are we going?” the girl asked, her words hardly above a whisper, her bloodied hair hanging in front of her face. After a beat of silence, Allison finally replied. “To my parents’ cabin.” “In town?” the girl asked, slowly looking up at Allison and Carla. “No,” Allison said. “Town is almost twenty-five miles away. The cabin is just up the road by the lake.” “The lake…” the girl echoed weakly.

Haha!! Round 2 for Jane 🤣

But she continued to stare at the shuddering pine in the distance. Her eyes wide. So impossibly wide.