Down Here, by Bobby Warner

(F.F.F. Website Story)

— An out-of-season Halloween story.

“Benji, where are you?” she called from the top of the basement stairs.

“Down here,” came the muffled reply.

She hurried down the stairs, pulling the light cord on the way and flooding the basement with light.

“Benji, stop playing. Where are you?”

Again the muffled voice: “Down here, Mommy. I’m in the basement.”

She reached the bottom of the stairs, took a step, and fell into a pit of blowing coals and dark shadows.

Something slithered toward her, its large eyes glowing. “I’m right here, Mommy!” it said, grinning from a mouthful of razor sharp teeth.

It wasn’t Benji.


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