Night

Night  

The night was still. Not a breath of wind could be felt. An eerie silence
filled the warm evening air, broken only by the sound of the crow’s wings flapping
as it returned to its nest with food.

Combined with the ghostly silhouette of the tower and the rickety pathway that led to
it, the ominous silence made Lucy nervous. She felt a prickle on the back of her neck as
she thought about what she might find inside the tower, and what might be lurking in the
darkness around her.

Her heart began to thump inside her chest, seemingly matching the beat of the crow’s wings.

Lucy had always been slightly wary of crows; they had sooty, black wings, piercingly sharp
beaks and menacing, staring eyes. The crow had settled down in one of the gnarled
branches of a nearby tree. She thought it was watching her. Surely it wasn’t though?
Crows didn’t do that. It must have been her imagination.

Plucking up all of her courage, she approached the stairs. They looked rotten and
crumbling, as if nobody had set foot on them for years and years. The crow was still
staring at her, and had tilted its head to one side as if pointing its beak towards the tower.
“What was this crow up to?” she thought to herself.

“Are you trying to warn me about something?” she asked the crow.
The crow did not respond, only shuffling its feet slightly on the branch,
head still tilted to one side. She frowned. “Of course you’re not trying to
warn me about something, you’re just a stupid bird.”

Her eyes left the crow and she ascended the first few steps on the rickety path
towards the tower. “It’s just a silly bird.” Lucy muttered to herself under her breath.
“Don’t be such a wimp.”

The crow watched as she left, and smiled. A wicked, cruel smile accompanied by a
cackling laugh. “Silly, silly girl” it squawked. “I must tell the others she is coming.”

The crow took off into the night…

Impossible

Impossible

It came from the sea, calmly at first. An enormous, slithering tentacle slowly oozing its way over

the top of the sea wall, exploring the metal and concrete shapes with suckers the size of your front
door.

Then, as more and more people came, and shrieks and cries of alarm filled the air, the creature

became angry. All hell broke loose…

In an almighty tangle of limbs, water, buildings and people, the beast came violently exploding

out of the frothing water. The normally sturdy metal supports of the buildings groaned under the

extreme weight of the gigantic tentacles crushing them. Panic, Complete panic set in.

But where had the creature come from? What did it want? How could anybody stop it?

There wasn’t time for people to think, Only to run.