

Somewhere in the distance, you hear a Mariah Carey. Check the doors again. Locked. Good. Safe.
Louder. Closer. Maybe the neighbors? Blinds closed already. Won’t see movement through the windows. Wait! Lights. Turn them off? Risky. It could see the change. Sounds like it’s at the end of the street. Risky. Still may be time. Risk it? Don’t?
Crashing noise. The “song” rises to a frenzied pitch. Screams. Not yours. Quick! While it’s busy. Lights off. Safer. Safe enough?
Closer now. “Song”. Disgusting mockery of humanity, cheer. Clawing at the edges of your sanity.
Sudden quiet. Blessed silence. Over? No. Muffled crunch of “footsteps” in snow. Close enough to hear. Safe enough?
A thump. Against a door. Your door? No. Close.
I don’t want a lot for Christmas…
Scratching. Nails against glass. Not your window. Safe enough?
This is all I’m asking for…
Sudden cachophony. What did it do? No. Inside. It’s here. But no. Outside. Continues.“Song”. More noise. Here! Inside!
A duet! Not safe enough.
















We were warned, but it’s too late now.
;-)