A Woman Moves Into Her Childhood Home – What She Finds Terrifies Her

9. Losing It

John let out an embarrassing scream before immediately chiding himself. It was a squash carved with a face, likely some All Hallow’s decoration that had been left in the woods by rowdy teenagers. The squash leered at John as he laughed at his own jumpiness.

You’re losing it, Johnny. He kept walking until he reached a clearing. There, he saw a buck. His heart thumped with excitement as he raised his Deringer, narrowing in on the shot. This meat would feed him for weeks.