Jonas
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Like someone had done them in a trance.
And in the middle of the floor was a pile of bones.
Some were clearly animal, but a few, not so much.
One of them looked like a femur, thin, too straight to be from anything with hooves.
Then Mason whispered, don't move.
I turned and saw him staring past me up the hill.
There was someone there.
A man, shirtless, barefoot, skin pale like candle wax.
He was standing perfectly still between two trees, staring straight at us.
No movement.
No blinking.
Just locked onto us like he was waiting.
I called out.
I ain't nothing.
Not even a twitch.
We backed toward the house slowly, Mason holding that crib like he'd actually use it.
I kept glancing over my shoulder, afraid to take my eyes off the guy for more than a second.
By the time we reached the back steps and looked again, he was gone.
Not walked away.
Not round.