They Walk Among Us

Last night we worked on Aaargh until 6:30 PM and between encroaching darkness and cold hands, we decided to call it a day.  I had some tools to put in the barn and Carl beat me to the house with his grinder and rock hammer in hand.  He was busy putting the tools away when I came in and shook off the cold.  Before I took off my coat, we realized we hadn't locked up the Girls for the night.  I volunteered to go back outside one more time to tuck the hens in.  Gosh, the sunset was quick; it was pitch black out already. 

 I'm not afraid of the dark at all, but being Halloween, I was a little more wary than usual.

That's right, I'll admit it.   Sometimes I am a little chicken.

 On my way back to the house, I thought I heard something odd in the hosta bed.  In classic horror movie stupidity (the hapless idiots always go alone, don't they?)  I ventured down the trail a little way and then stopped when I saw a pair of weird red lights hovering about six feet off the ground. 

Ummmm........helloooo?

I ran to the house like a woman with a banshee on her tail and told Carl what I'd seen.  He thought I was silly.  I told him to bring a flashlight and then, on my way out the door, I saw the camera sitting on the kitchen table.  I grabbed it.  Armed with auxiliary lighting and a recording device, we sallied forth.

It didn't take long for Carl to see something, but he wasn't sure what it was either.  And then the flashlight went dead.  I handed him the camera instead, and he kept taking pictures, brave man, while I tried hard not to pee my pants. And wouldn't you know, the flash on the camera wouldn't work either?  By now the moon was rising and we could see the Thing eerily backlit.

Where did it go?  Oh...there it is....

Do you see what I see?

Camera's getting a little unsteady, even Carl's scared.

Carl keeps backing up as the thing gets closer.

Oh, run for the hills, this thing is Big!

 We ran for the driveway and the Thing followed us.  Since the flashlight failed to work, we hoped the automatic driveway light would illuminate the situation.  How close would this Thing come??

Carl's really shaky now...

Oh no, it's in the driveway now, and headed right for us...

It's spotted the light and slowed down a bit.............

If it comes one step closer; I'm getting ready to bean it over the head with a rock if need be......

Thankfully, the Thing stops advancing.  Maybe the light is too bright?  Or it got a good look at us?  (We are pretty scary in our own right.)

Suddenly there was a flash of red lights and the Thing evaporated into thin air. 

 By this time, we've both nearly 'soiled our armor' but we Survived.

Happy Halloween!

In case you didn't figure it out, the Thing is Joel.  This is the costume he wore this year working as a volunteer at the haunted house the entire month of October.  Scary-looking, isn't he?