Shadows

Prologue

Billy Philips had never had the best luck. Going on a hike in the local forest, where people often went missing, was probably his worst idea. The worst part being the only one who was 9, with two Teenagers who decided that he'd be good to join them. Why he agreed was beyond them, but Walter Smith was glad he was there. "Hey, uhh Walter?" "What the fuck do you want, Joe?" Walter was slowly losing patience since they had to keep stopping for Billy to catch up to them. "Why did we bring the kid exactly?" Walter looked behind him to see Billy panting from trying to catch up to them so they could continue, "We're using him for bait, dumba-" "Bait for what?!" "Bait for whatever is out here, a lot of people come here and are either never seen again or are completely unnameable. It can't be just accidents." "You have a fair point there, but who do you think is killing people in some random forest?" Out of nowhere, two lengthy arms extended out. They were as skinny as twigs; you could see the bones of the arms. It then dragged Carl into the shadows, before a scream was cut short. Walter watched in terror as a small pool of blood pooled out from the shadows. "Kid, we gotta go..." Billy hadn't noticed the blood, "What do you mean g-" "I MEAN WE GET THE HELL OUT OF THIS FUCKING FOREST!" Billy couldn't say anything before Walter grabbed his arm and started running. Billy could barely keep up with Walter's running, and when Walter looked back to yell at Billy, he tripped. While Walter just fell, Billy was sent sliding across the small stones and pebbles. When Billy sat up, he was crying in pain. Walter looked up to see that small rocks were lodged in Billy's face. Small leaks of blood dripped from the rocks; it was the worst thing Walter had ever seen. Walter decided that the kid wasn't worth it. So he ran away to get the cops. Even though it was stupid, he did it. Billy never did see the killing that day, but he did see two arms grab him from the shadows and rip his legs off and take them for themselves. Blood gushed out of Billy's waist, as he screamed the loudest scream he could scream. After what felt like hours, Walter had gotten the police to where everything had happened. When they got there, a path of blood led to the river, where they found Billy's body. Officer Lee went to examine the now legless boy. Once he saw the kid's body, he took a step back. 

Billy was now headless.