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"What a fucking ghost town," Abby mumbles in the back seat.
"Hey, language!" both parents yell in chorus … but after a short pause, Beth leans toward Adam and whispers:
"Who the hell taught those little fuckers to ...
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"Don't mind Sam. He's all bark and no bite."
"Always was a bit of a weirdo," the clerk continues. "Shouldn't come as a surprise, though. Lived with his mom all his life. All his life. Can you imagine?"
If you think you're out in the country now, you just wait.
Simultaneously, the cabin looks both inviting and intimidating.
Adam isn't sure why, but something about the woman makes the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.
Adam isn't in the habit of talking out loud to himself. In fact, he's not sure he's ever done it before. But he hasn't exactly been in a situation like this before either. Alone, high up on a mountain in the middle of nowhere, on his way to investigate some scary noises while surrounded by a rough landscape that the moonlight has given an eerie, bluish morgue glow.
But it's not oil. It's blood. A viscous, sticky pool of it. Like a drip painting, as abstract as it is macabre.
Near one of these, there is also a dark red stain on the wall, roughly eight inches above floor level.
he doesn't have time to dodge before the headless chicken collides with his legs and a spray of fresh blood shoots out from
its open throat.
Sometimes, when a chicken is beheaded, the vestibular nerve and some of its motor functions can still remain active. This enables it to run around for a while without a head.
he replays the entire scenario in his head again; the panicked chickens, the loud banging, the darkness of the barn, the pool of blood, and the headless chicken that emerged from the shadows and torpedoed his legs.
This also applies to her husband. There are times when she'll lie there, staring at him, without feeling anything but a profound, gray emptiness. Not hate, not anger, just emptiness.
a bulldog wearing a Santa hat and the text WHO LET THE HO'S OUT?—is
a photo of a landscape with the cabin in the center.
And … there are tire tracks in front of the barn."
The Adorable Snowman.
He has seen feathers in the exact same colors before. The headless chicken.
Her dad is heading for the barn, where the Christmas stocking has been hung up on the door again.
This includes the stream of cold air that is let into the cabin and finds its way up to her neck when someone opens and closes the front door downstairs.
