“ eep squeak “

[ it watches you while you work in your cubicle . ]

You swear you locked the doors, closed the curtains….

You know you live alone…

The sound of dishes clattering together and a strange huffing alerts you to an intruder….

You grab the nearest object, desperate to know whats making such a ruckus…

You turn the corner….

And it stares back.

A grotesque amalgamation of bone and hide,

Claws dug deep into what seems to be a bowl of glistening entrails….

Chunks of red, glossy meat clinging to it’s ivory teeth as it’s hollow eyes lit by eeriee will-o-wisps of a phantasmal blue hue….

The skull it bears is unrecognizable as any animal you know, its coat of fur bunched up around it neck like a fur coat of death as its gangly limbs stretch to offer you a handful of the mystery meat….

“Sorry I used your kitchen”

It hoarses through a whisper