For Sacha Black’s writespiration prompt, a 52 word story continuing from the intro words in bold.
It stared at me with wide, unblinking eyes through the gap between two planks of decking. We’d only been in the new house a week and already it was giving me the willies.
“I don’t know what it is, Jeff, just bring the crowbar, quick.”
The decking was old. The planks lifted easily.
“Oh my God!”