The Hunger in the Pines

The Harker cabin sat deep in the wilderness, where silence hung heavy,

unsettling. Dad, I don't like it here. It's just for

the weekend, sweetheart. But the silence... Did the heat go out?

It's freezing! That night, scratching began. Inside the walls, moving with terrible

patience. Get your mother. We're leaving! It's just the wind.

Then, through a gap, she saw it. Impossibly tall, impossibly thin.

Run! She was alone with the cold. And the hunger.