Traci Carman
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The Farmhouse
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Emma paused at the thought, musing at the words that had surfaced. Standing in place she looked down at the ground reflectively, her gaze falling to the dew covered vegetation blanketing the forest floor. It was spring, and yet, a brown mat of dead leaves covered the path, crunching and squelching underfoot as she walked with her dog, Scotty. He had paused alongside her when she stopped, head cocked to one side inquisitively while her thoughts began to take her in a new direction. Living alone back at the farmhouse she was used to the one-sided mental banter she had begun to have, her thoughts flitting conversationally from one place to the next. No longer fixated on the cabin, her attention was now on Scotty.
By Traci Carman4 years ago in Horror
