Bully Me
The dark figure who had been haunting her imagination, lurking just out of her peripheral vision, slinking like a puff of black smoke between blinks and glances.
She tried to focus her eyes, to pick out the details of the abandoned tools despite the darkness, but the harder she concentrated, the scarier it appeared. Looking at it only put meat on the skeleton of wood and iron. Gave it teeth that glinted in the moonlight.
He stood at least eight foot tall, with his head cocked against the ceiling. His shape was humanoid, but the limbs seemed out of proportion. No man could look like this thing.
Strangely, she wasn't afraid. This was partly because her mind had gone into survival mode and also