Last episode, the group with Stella in the lead had entered the pantry and discovered a pulse on the leg of Sheila. As Mick and Sheila try to get a signal on their cell phones in order to contact the police and summon an ambulance for poor Sheila, Josh and John run outside and try to see if they could open the wall that had descended onto Sheila’s torso.
As John and Josh dash around Sheila’s house, they finally pinpoint where the wall that connected to the shelves in the pantry were located. There lay pieces of siding, splintered wood and some of the shelves from inside on the grass. Josh thumps at the wall, listening in and hears the murmur of voices. He yells back.
“Hey, Mick! We hear you in there.”
“Okay, Josh. What do you see?”
Josh examines the siding and discovers that part of the shelving had crashed through the outer wall of the house. He sees canned goods, some boxed goods in the litter around the wall… and a hole.
“Mick, Stella… something crashed through the siding. There’s a hole out here.”
“Look in. Can you pull her out from there?” This was Stella’s voice.
“Oh, no! I hope she’s still conscious.” Millie’s plaintive voice commented through the wrecked siding.
Then, a crack behind Josh and John. “What was that?” John queries.
“Dunno. Let’s see what we can do.” Josh clambers on all fours and peers into the hole. He sees more groceries piled high over a head. A head of grey hair meets his eyes inches from his face. Blood oozed from the head. “Sheila. Can you hear me?”
Silence.
“Sheila? My name is Josh. My friends found you here. Millie is inside and we’re going to get you an ambulance.”
Silence.
“Sheila? We can’t move you yet… we have to dig around you…”
“Josh…”
“Yeah, wassup?”
“Josh…”
“What, John?”
“We better get back inside…”
“Why? We can try to pry the shelves…”
“Not right now…”
Josh straightens up from his crouched position and turns to John. John’s face showed his terror.
“Look!”
“Where?”
“Behind me.”
Past John and over his shoulder, something in the treeline stares back at them. Whatever it is, appeared pale and bald in the shelter of the trees. It appeared as a huge spider, but looked humanoid.
“What the fuck!” John almost trips as Josh stares at the creature just ten yards away. It was emerging from the treeline.
Josh backpedals and almost trips on the groceries scattered about.
“Run!”
“I am!”
The two dash back towards the front of the house and wrestle for the door which was now shut. They repeatedly bang on the door.
“Stella! Mick!” Josh yells.
The door opens with a whoosh.
All eyes inside stare back at the pair. They dash in and shut the door.
“What the heck. What happened?” Stella yells, Mick in alarm, poised with a bat above his head. Millie cries, her hands wrapped around her head as if she didn’t want to hear.
“Something is out there!” John whispers urgently.
They hear a thump, then the screech of wood on wood. It was coming from the pantry.
The group dashes back to the pantry with Stella in the lead. “Why did you leave her? She’s partly out there, right?”
“Fuck if I stay out there.”
“Me neither. Let’s get out as soon as the cops…”
Another screech. They reenter the pantry in time to discover Sheila’s body being pulled away on the floor and into the hole. “Get her! It’s taking her!”
Mick grabs Sheila’s two ankles, then let’s go. “That won’t work. My pulling her would pull her apart.”
Stella stares back in horror as the body disappears into the shelving, the rest of the groceries cascading in heaps on the pantry floor. Millie screams. “No, it’s taking her! Stop it!”
Millie dashes and opens the front door.
“Stop her before whatever it is gets her!”
The group dashes out, tripping on each other. Outside, they grab a hysterical Millie as they observe what appears to be a huge rake dragging what remained of Sheila.
The group dashes for their truck, as Millie tries to run after the rake. “Millie, please. Get in with us. We have to get to the cops.”
The police took a statement from a hysterical Millie, backed by Josh and John who had seen the creature in the wood. A search and rescue team was dispatched, but the body remained missing except for the blood in the pantry and the shelves which caved in.
Stella and Mick, their friends Josh and John never returned to hike and camp in that forest again.
Folks – I’d love to hear your reaction to this story. The people at the bar didn’t believe it, but this couple seemed very down to earth and truly scared out of their wits.
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