Short Story 3

The woods

I chuckled at my friend's joke, it was a pretty good one. I made a fist and slugged him, my hand phased through where his body was. At that moment a sudden feeling of dread washed over me, I looked behind me and saw it. I hadn't believed in it, but now. I knew it was too late, I bolted towards the foggy woods, they were my only way out.I hid behind a tree and closed my eyes "No, no..." I muttered, suddenly heat cut through the cold mist, I cracked my eye open and it was there. I screamed...