Laura Lynne

Fear in the Caverns

Screacher loathed the tourists encroaching on his ground, his sanctuary in the wild. “Why must they trespass, this is mine!” He spoke aloud, enraged. Rocky terrain flooded with tall trees and generous foliage consistent with that of a national forest, Mammoth Cave to be exact, in the state of Kentucky. Screacher had dealt with these eager nature hunters before. Hikers, trekkers, horse-back riders, “The whole blasted lot of them!” he grumbled. “They will pay, oh yes, they must pay. Just like the others…”