It’s been so long since I’ve written anything. I’d almost given up, even cleared out my old writing blog in a fit of frustration, but screw that. So, have a creepy little drabble inspired by my greyscale assignment for photography.
Word Count: 100
Content Warnings: None
The wind howled as the two teenagers carefully climbed over the fence. A chill ran down Lisa’s spine as her feet touched the soft grass. The air felt so cold—much too cold for a summer evening, no matter how late it was.
“I don’t know about this, Jake,” she whispered. “That sign said no trespassing.”
Jake turned and flashed her a cheeky grin. “Oh, calm down. It’s just a habitat conservation. What’s the worst that could happen?”
A pair of large, glowing red eyes watched as they move through the bushes, unaware of just what creature’s habitat they’d invaded.