Isaiah

I asked Chris and he hesitantly agreed.

We put on our trainers and stepped out into the garden.

I don't know what we were so worried about.

It was bright and colorful.

The plants and bushes around the edges of the garden smelled good, and there was a bird in one of the small trees singing out for its mate somewhere.

We walked to the back fence to find nothing out of place and looked over the bushes in front of the paneling to check if anything lay behind them.

We found nothing.

I walked around the edge of the whole garden once more while Chris tried whistling to the bird.

It cocked its head from side to side trying to figure him out.

It was a warm day, perfect for camping that evening, I decided.

We talked as we filled a couple of rucksacks with sleeping bags and some food from the kitchen.

We didn't want to set up a fire, so we packed some tinned hot dogs, bread, a pack of tomatoes and chocolate, as well as some bottles of water.

Apparently leaving your kids behind was in fashion this summer.

Well, I think what it may be is this creature shows up when kids' parents are away.

Or the parents are like, well, it's time for the yearly child sacrifice.

Yeah, we'll see who the goblin comes for.

We've been fattening our son up with juice for months at this point, so...

Isn't there a horror movie like that where the parents are fattening up the kids for something?

Yeah.

At about noon, we left my house with the two rucksacks, sleeping bag for each of us and the tent.