Fictober, Prompt 27 – “Can you wait for me?”
Warnings: monster, implied violent death, brief mention of blood. North woods horror.
I sighed as Matt threw his plate into the trash bag and started for the lake shore.
“Can you wait for me? We can go together if you just give me a minute to pack everything away,” I called after him.
“It’ll be dark soon, though!” he protested, turning to face me but still walking backwards towards the kayaks. “I want to watch the fish some more.”
“All right,” I told him, sighing again. “Just don’t go too far until I get there, okay?”
“Okay!” he agreed, off again immediately.
As I turned back to dinner clean-up, I realized that his life jacket was still sitting next to mine on the spare picnic table.
“Matt!” I called, “come get your li—”
He wasn’t there. The kayaks sat where they had been since we’d come back earlier in the afternoon, untouched.
“Matt?” I called again, uneasy. “Come back and grab your life jacket before you go.”
Unease growing, I put down the pot and started after him. He’d probably just gone into the woods to chase after some interesting plant he’d caught sight of, but usually he yelled for me when he found something exciting.
As I crossed the campsite, peering into the woods on either side, there was no sign of him. There had been no sound either, of someone moving through the leaves and underbrush. I increased my pace, hurrying all the way down to the lake shore, but he wasn’t there either. The kayaks were untouched, the paddles next to them.
Really worried now, I turned back. “MA—!”
He was standing behind me, watching me.Continue reading