Amie Green

Cryptid-Apocalypse

Tessa was huddled up to a coffee table in the cool basement of an old farmhouse, drawing in her journal by soft lantern light. She held her silver heart shaped locket in her fisted left hand, while concentrating on every detail she could remember of what she saw earlier that day. The locket was etched with intricately shaped flowers with two small amethyst chips embedded into the metal. The amethysts were from a summer trip where her and her family had stopped to pan for the beautiful purple stones. Her mom had them set into the locket and she gave it to her for Christmas during her senior year in high school. It was the only personal item she had and it held the only pictures of her parents, so it was her prized possession. She had found a nice replacement chain in the upstairs bedroom and gave the previous owner her heartfelt thanks. Her original one had broken a while back. Biting her lip, she flipped the page and wrote down some more details of what she had seen the day before.