Come Here

Elise
Elise
Oct 24 · 2 min read

As we sat around the fire, wild dogs howled in the distance.

“Don’t worry Tracey, they don’t like fire,” Lachy said, looking to the sky. “Hopefully it doesn’t rain tonight. I should get more firewood.”

My insides squirmed. “No, stay here.”

“Do you want the fire to go out?”

“No, but — ”

“No buts. I’ll be back.” He grabbed a torch from his bag and set off into the dark woods.

In the distance, thunder rumbled. He’ll be back soon, I assured myself as I stared into the fire, comforted by its light. However, it was short-lived when I heard something over by the car.

Wild dogs.

Dread overwhelmed me at the thought.

“Tracey,” I heard Lachy call from the darkness. “Come here.”

“You scared me!” I shouted, relieved it was only him. “Where’s your torch? I can’t see you properly.” I grabbed for Lachy’s bag that was sitting by the tent and rummaged through, searching for another torch.

“Tracey, come here,” he said again, sounding strange.

I stopped and looked up. “Are you okay?”

Lightning lit up the sky and I saw it standing by the car. A deformed creature stood on its hind legs, beckoning me over.

Fear grasped me and I froze, unable to move.

“Tracey,” it gargled, sounding less human. “Come here.”

In the corner of my eye, I saw that Lachy was on his way back. The creature's silhouette backed away into the darkness.

I stood frozen until Lachy came back. I began to cry the moment I saw him. He dropped the firewood he was carrying and hugged me tightly.

“What‘s wrong?”

I pointed to the car. “Something’s over there, I thought it was you but then I saw it and — ” I couldn’t stop sobbing. My whole body trembled. “Let’s leave,” I cried.

Lachy let go and started placing wood onto the fire. “Shh, we can’t,” Lachy said, “it’s most likely waiting for us over there.”

“What was it?” I whispered.

He became still. “I think it was a skinwalker,” he said quietly. “They try coaxing you into darkness. I didn’t think they were around these parts… As long as there’s a fire we’re safe.”

Thunder clapped loudly and rain pelted down. I watched hopelessly as the flames died out.

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