Creep

CREEP

“In the dark behind the glare of the television, like a mannequin behind it, I could see a silhouette and it wasn’t moving. It was maybe six foot high with its shoulders hunched and I blinked to make sure it was real. The TV fuzzed grey and white and black and I had a lump in my throat that I couldn’t swallow away. “Rory” I whispered. Clawing out gently beneath the duvet cover, reaching for his hand. But I couldn’t find it. And he didn’t answer.”


A Bite Size Scare of Literary Fiction

When Cassandra and Rory move into their dream home there seems to be something more to the bumps in the night. It’s not just the old creaks and the rattling pipes, something strange is happening to them and Rory is determined to find out what.

Don’t turn out the light and don’t sleep alone. Something’s creeping in the attic…