Short Tales Of Horror

Midnight Madora

Deep within the shodows of the Madora woods. A creature of terror, old and power mad roamed the woods on this gloomy night. It slithered across the rough rubble and nails as it had only one destination in mind. The small villiage just beond the clearing stood firmly.
The creature smiled bearing it's black fangs as it licked it lips. Its long fingers stretched and creeped forward towards a nearby open window. Its smile widened as it slowly reached into the window and carefully picked up a sleeping woman and took her back to the creatures dark liar.
Once inside the dark and wet cave, the creature lay the woman down on a haybale and waited. It sat down in the darkest corner of the cave and looked at her.
Hours ticked by. The sun was rising. The creature shuffled and tilted its head.
Soon, the woman started to stir. She opened her eyes. And screamed...
Then scilents filled the layer once again.