Darkest Days and Longest Nights
Maureen was born and raising in the country, but what she saw drove her fleeing to the supposed safety of the city overnight.
Maureen was born and raised in rural Minnesota. She grew up on a farm, and took to the life like a duck to water. She was the youngest of five, and while her siblings has aspirations of running off to the big city to be someone she was perfectly happy on the farm. When they were long gone, she stuck around to tend to the flocks and fields, and to nurse her aging parents. When they passed the farm went equally to the five siblings, but she was the only one with any interest in keeping it going. In exchange for her continued labor and a cut of the profits, her siblings agreed to her pleas to keep it off the market. It was a full time job, and working it from dusk to dawn left little time for much else. She was content in this life, but things began to get very difficult. The flock began to die off, mauled by some strange predator at an increasingly alarming rate. She got fed up and began posting night-time motion cameras. They never caught a good image, and eventually the predator got tired of the flashes and figured out how to destroy them. Incredibly smart for a predator. She’d had it, and she sat for a week’s worth of nights in a deer stand at the edge of the property. She saw nothing, but the flock continued to die off. She finally decided that perhaps it was picking up on her scent, and she did all she could to eliminate it. She waited, and waited… and six nights later it came. It crept from the woodline and over the fence, and destroyed one of the flock right in front of her. She was terrified, she could barely keep from crying out… but her paralyzing fear managed to choke off the noise to little more than a squeak. Once it was done with it’s grisly feast it ventured back toward the treeline, stopping just beneath her stand. Her heart stopped, in that long moment, as it’s gaze moved from one side of the treeline to the other. She froze stiff, praying that it didn’t look up. It moved on after what had to be the longest minute of her entire life. She didn’t come out of the tree stand until the sun’s rays peeked over the horizon… at which time she packed all of her things and left for the city that very morning.