Steps down the hall. Click clank click clank. The feet approach the door that contains a sleepy boy woken by his fears. Then the creeps open as a shapeless figure peers in. It looks at the boy with the eyes that have seen both the fruit of giving and taking. The figure peered with the eyes of the dead. The boy felt the chill over him like a wave. The boy screamed. He screamed the screams that only fear can make. The only thing to respond was the darkness and the figure. As the figure came closer its face became clearer. Its eyes sunken like caves. Its nose, a smooth hill. Its mouth, curled to a devilish smile. *** The next morning there was a report for another missing kid on Oaken Street.
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