Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-31532017-20170129121545

Luckily, I'm able to finish this pasta before school strikes again; though I'm unsure of its quality. Dialogue along with the combination of multiple key elements isn't something, I'm normally used to; so advice, particularly around that area is preferred.

Though any in general is appreciated. Although while it isn't completed yet; hopefully some of you may be able to provide me some insights onto this.

Thick murky fogs surrounded the land, enshrouding the plains in a complete blanket of perpetual darkness. The sudden weather too brought forth chillier winds, shaking the oaks violently and covering it in small bits of frosty snow. The usual sounds of the local critters chirping deep inside the woods, were replaced with the noises of the wind whipping across the lush forest. Many of the creatures inhabiting there, have never endured such chilling conditions before & would surely perished if the condition raged on.

Heading South-East, of the intended path included a small rural town; the local residents had prepared themselves for this strange phenomenon, as they've received news about it earlier from other neighboring communities. Yet, none of them dared to venture out into the streets; none of them, for the first time ever since the incident of Vitae, ventured out to admire the majestic stars strewn across the spectacular heavens.

As the unpredictable weather drew closer towards the domesticated landscape; most locals have already been in their beds, slumbering as the night grew stronger. Farmers have locked their cattle and sheep inside their barn, along with their chickens & hens. Some children slept with their parents, as they feared what's to come.

Yet, as soon as it arrived; lights descending deep within from the night skies, bombarding the entire town, illuminating several buildings and sheltering it with a sensation of warmth. The light was not too bright as it was dimmed, yet enough to awake the old & young alike from their deep slumber. Few shielded themselves with their bed sheets by tugging it harder. While some dragged themselves from their mattresses to draw their dust-filled curtains.

Several took the leisure to fathom the strange situation; never have they witnessed the moon acting like this before, or so they thought. Nonetheless, they were grateful of this sudden turn of events. Of the small entertained crowd, included a small child named, Tabitha; who had been awestruck while viewing the episodes unfolding away from her tiny bed, straight through the decrepit glass pane.

The sweet little girl had been silently crying ever since the hearing of her friend's chilling tale regarding the town's rumored legend concerning the boogeyman. Praying at the same time for the Almighty's strength that the tale was nothing but a mere fabricated myth, made by her cruel associate. Regardless which was the case, the sight of the wonderful event in her eyes induced her silent sobbing to gradually cease.

Presuming her prayers have been acknowledged by Him; her occasional panicking breathing too begun to relax. Sleepiness had began to take its toll on her fragile body; who was not used to avoiding such long hours of sleep. But before getting herself into bed to take a well long nap, she slowly & carefully made the sign of the cross in an effort to thank Him.

Laying her body onto the soft furniture, sheeting herself with handmade olive blanket with her head titled comfortably onto the fluffy pillow. She braced herself after what possibly might be the longest day of her entire life; in fact, it was the longest day of her entire life.

Peering through the small opening of the room's cabinet stood a hideous creature. A small pool of liquid ran down from its tiny mouth. Wiping the small stream off with its elongated, crooked fingers; it stood motionlessly still while squinting its yellow reptilian-like eyes towards the view of the girl, wanting to ensure that its prey was indeed fast asleep. Starvation proved to be a hassle, but it knew better to enable famine to hinder its better judgement.

Once the long wait settled, it tapped the door gently enough to enable it to slither through; ducking upon the leaving of the wardrobe. As it dragged itself across the wooden floorboards, passing many of the child's toys littered across the room. Several of the decrepit quirky designed boards creaked & groaned, as they were too frail to support the creature's weight.

Regrettably, it heard what happened to be, the child's yawning & awakening. It quickened its pacing towards the bed and hidden itself underneath it. Bumping it & the impact shook the child above; who began to wonder what was going on.

Gregory stood alone near the wooden frame, witnessing the events unfolding at the town of Hill Ford. His excluded observation was intruded by the presence of Melissa, a roommate of his living in the same orphanage.

“What ch-ya looking at Greg,” asked Melissa with a soft tone. Gregory turned around & stared at Melissa for a short few seconds before turning around back towards the view and spinning back again.

“A light show,” Greg replied back.

“Ya know, you could lower down that sarcastic tone of yours,” said Melissa.

“You first,” said Greg as he let out a small laughter.

“Well, that's certainly quite a spectacular light show you're having there,” said Melissa as she looked towards the window. Walking closer, next to Gregory.

“Frankly, I have no clue as to what this is,” said Greg with a now serious tone of voice.

“Perhaps a full moon,” asked Melissa.

“Maybe, but I highly doubt it,” said Greg.

“Why,” Melissa asked once more.

“Maybe it's because I can't seem to locate the so-called moon,” said Gregory as he glared into Melissa's face.

“Ya know, trying to act all and mighty isn't gonna make you any better or for one, like the famous journalist Alfred Williams right,” Melissa insulted back.

“Why my apologizes Ms. Melissa,” said Gregory.

“And trying to act like the infamous Julius Beckham isn't gonna fair you any better,” said Melissa.

“It's certainly quite hard to entertain you,” said Gregory.

“I get that a lot,” said Melissa as she spun back towards the view of Hill Ford.

“You and the others just visited there a few long hours ago, right,” said Gregory. Melissa nodded in response. “So, what did you guys do,” asked Gregory.

“Why do you wanna know,” asked Melissa.

“Just curious,” Gregory replied.

“Well, if you must know, we did the same old usual stuff, only this time I scared the joy out a old dear friend,” said Melissa.

“Jeez, what the hell did ya said,” asked Gregory.

“O' nothing but the infamous tale regarding an alleged monster, called the boogeyman,” answered Melissa.

“Is there anything really terrifying about that stupid joke of a myth,” asked Gregory.

“Hey, it's not stupid,” Melissa replied.

“It is stupid, just another terrible tale to get kids to sleep at night,” said Gregory.

“You must be fun at the gatherings,” said Melissa.

“That's be- Wait do you see that,” said Gregory with a tone of concern in his voice as he caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye.

“W- Ya, what the heck am I looking at here,” said Melissa as she too had a stunning view about what's to come.

The hideous fiend had its movement halted; as its next meal above it, was beginning to feel anxious; who might possibly alert her parents from their own slumber. The creature had to move carefully now, one small step could lead to its ultimate demise. It knew that the household contained several weapons used by the residents' top male, the father; it just couldn't find them. 