Out of my Mind...

A Mound of Fear

one upon a time a woman was taking her dog for a walk in the woods. The light was fading she could just see the red boot of her Nissan Micra in the distance. She though she should head back. Her head quickly turned as a swift rustling caught her attention.

"Orpheus!" where was that dog.

"woof,woof" she followed the sound drawing her further into the forest. She looked behind her again, the car was gone. The branches were making spider like silhouettes against the deep purple sky.

"Orpheus!" her tone more insistent now.

She felt a rush past her feet, stumbling she fell, her head resting on a small mound of moss. She lay breathless with Orpheus licking her face. Was the ground moving or was that the dog, must be the dog. As she sat up she leant on the mound,it moved. It pushed up she drew back, it moved upward soil fell and an eye appeared. She ran screaming.

So campers while relaxing in the woods remember that mound beneath your feet could be moving...