Arigman

Jack and his friends thought their small town was nothing special—until they ventured too close to the old cornfield and saw *it*. A presence lurking in the stalks. Watching. Waiting.  

When their friend Danny dies under horrifying circumstances, the group tries to escape, only to realize the town itself won’t let them leave. Worse, Amy, the girl Jack cares about most, has been *possessed* by the entity they now call the Watcher.  

As reality warps around them, Jack refuses to give up on Amy. But the deeper he goes into the nightmare, the more he realizes this isn’t just about saving her—it’s about *surviving* the Watcher’s game.  

Every road leads back to the cornfield. Every attempt to fight back only feeds the darkness. And as Amy slips further away, Jack is faced with an impossible question:  

How do you save someone from a monster that’s already inside them?  

**A gripping horror web novel filled with psychological terror, supernatural horror, and a desperate fight against an ancient evil.**

The Watcher in the Cornfield

She leaned heavier against me with every step, her breathing shallow, her skin cold as death. The dead corn stretched endlessly in every direction, offering no way out.

Her fingers twitched in mine. "Jack… I don't think I can—"

"You can," I cut in, tightening my grip. "Just hold on."

But deep down, I knew I was losing her.

Soft at first, curling around the edges of my hearing like a sickness creeping in.

Amy stiffened, her grip loosening.

The whispers were *coming from her*.

The dead corn rustled, though there was no wind. The ground felt *softer*, like something beneath it was **breathing**.

And then Amy's fingers slipped from mine.

Her body hit the ground with a sickening stillness, her chest barely rising.

I dropped to my knees, shaking her. "Stay with me. Do you hear me? *Stay with me!*"

A shadow curled around her fingers.

I yanked her away, but it was too late.

Her body was **dragging** into the dirt, as if unseen hands were pulling her into the earth itself. Her nails clawed at the ground, her face twisted in terror.

I lunged, grabbing her wrists, pulling **hard**.

She was being torn between me and **it**.

It wasn't trying to possess her anymore.

It was trying to take her **back**.

I clenched my teeth, pulling harder. "No! You're not taking her!"

The shadows **tightened** around her legs, pulling harder.

Amy sobbed, her grip slipping. "Jack… please…"

Then—I reached **for the shadows instead**.

The moment my fingers touched them, a **shock** ran through my body. My vision **blurred**, the world turning inside out.

I wasn't just holding Amy anymore.

Pain tore through me, but I didn't let go.

The shadows writhed, twisting, *fighting*.

Amy gasped, her eyes snapping open. Her hands **latched onto mine**—the real Amy.

For the first time, she *fought back*.

She **gasped**, her body collapsing into mine.

The shadows **died**, curling back into the ground, disappearing **forever**.

And for the first time in forever—

Thank you for sticking with me through this intense chapter! This was a huge turning point—Jack **finally** saved Amy, but at a cost. The Watcher may be gone, but the trauma and consequences of what happened won't fade so easily. What do you think will happen next?

I'd love to hear your thoughts! Did this chapter keep you on edge? How do you feel about Jack's desperate gamble to save Amy? Let me know in the comments—I really appreciate every bit of feedback as I continue improving as a writer.

Chapter 14: Saving Amy