The trees loomed haphazardly over my car as I meandered my way cautiously through the darkened woods. The GPS told me that I should nearly be to the house. But I was beginning to doubt that I'd put in the right coordinates. The right address. I mean, even though I could see the lights of houses along the road, they all seemed to be....well abandoned. Neglected. I couldn't see my friend actually living here. They were old houses with grey stone work and ivy climbing up the sides. And Did I mention the trees? Because the trees were old and overgrown. For sure. My fingers tightened on the wheel as my car lights caught upon the figure of a tiny boy. Who hardly looked more than two, walking along the sidewalk.
"What are you doing out here alone?" I mumbled, glancing around to see if I could find a parent. Because who would let their toddler wander around after dark?! But I saw no one. And when I looked to him again, I stiffened. He was looking right at me. Eyes flashing red in the headlights, his teeth spread in a feral grin. Letting out a squeak, I floored it, racing past the creepy child in the blink of an eye. That was it. There was no way I was stopping here and getting out even if the GPS said my friends house had been three doors past the little demon boy.
-Inspiration from trying to find a friends house in the dark.
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