A Photo prompt for this week’s 100 WCGU!
The old woman shoved me down the cellar steps into darkness, slamming the trap door behind me.
For weeks now I’d felt her watching me deliver her morning paper, eyes boring into my retreating back. Planning. Assessing.
As my eyes adjusted, I detected a dim light glowing overhead in the centre of the room, throwing the corners into shadow.
And then, I heard panting, a shuffling noise, and out from the shadows crawled a huge shaggy creature with burning yellow eyes and a long, slavering red tongue.
“Play with me,” it pleaded plaintively, “I’ve got a ball we can use.”