An empty field of overgrown grass slowly blows in the morning wind. It was cold last night so the dew has frosted over on the tips of the grass.
Seemingly peaceful morning in this field not a monster in sight. ....
The monsters dwell inside this morning.
Jason wakes to a strange smell he was just waking up from an unpleasant dream about playing football richard had ran for a touchdown while close to the end zone but was tackled short and. broke his hand the middle finger was bent to the side he could smell it in the dream it smelled a penny it was a sickening sight.
when he awoke he realized he had been dreaming and waa relieved.
But for some reason the smell remained it was still there ... it made him think of the dream and the image of the bone poking out of the skin. He started feeling queazy.....am ....am i still dreaming? looking at his hand he pinched himself no he was awake but the smell remained then it hit him all at once. looking over to richard he was still asleep he was a heavy sleeper and it was easy to say that an earthquake wouldn't wake that dick.
But jason was usually a light sleeper he though he would have heard something happen if he was asleep and it would have roused him. But at the same time he had overspent his energy yesterday chasing that damn squirrel once he had made a good hit on it , its survival instincts changed to flight over fight trying to survive.
Reaching over he whispered to richard "dude wake up somethings wrong.....dude ****ing wake up or im gonna stab you."
"Its not even 5 yet what the hell do you wa....." then suddenly he smelt the penney like fragrance wafting through the house.
A knot was in his throat and his stomach was upset as soon as he realized he was wide awake now.
"Oh god dude there's no way a cat can have that much blood" as richard pointed to the floor near the kennel where the cat was held.
the were both on there feet now and creeping around the corner to see.what it was but had both picked up there pieces of iron rebarb the now slept with and had hammered to a point and sharpened like a house knife.....as they got closer the could hear the sound of what could only be described as tearing flesh and blood droplets
peeking around the corner they saw a sight that chilled them to the bone and made the want to weep carrol sitting on top of mr stien and mr stien was obviously dead....