Close at Hand
Close at Hand
It’s finally happened. Aunt Millie is snoring under the covers when suddenly an irritating screech invades her sleep. Two gigantic claws smash through the windows, clamping down on her legs and her throat. Aunt Millie shrieks for help, then for mercy, as sharp claws drag her from the bed towards the fire escape. She is lifted out into the night when she grabs at a window for support, but jagged glass slices her hands and she lets go. Aunt Millie chokes out a scream before disappearing inside the darkness.