From my work in progress Demon In The Mist...
... She felt her body forcibly pushed down against the dead leaves and branches. She was in the hills now, still covered by this dark grey creature that swirled like smoke and she felt the life slowly drain from her body. Just before the darkness set in for good Margie Stamper saw the thick black almond eyes form from somewhere deep within the mist and stare down at her. The cold fear set in and suddenly she saw the steel shimmer of teeth, like daggers, they came from the mist just as the eyes had and moved down toward her. Margie felt the harsh pain as those teeth sank into her flesh and began to drink from her. Lifeless against the fall debris lay the corpse of Margie Stamper, only feet from the very porch that she tried so desperately to get to only moments earlier.
... She felt her body forcibly pushed down against the dead leaves and branches. She was in the hills now, still covered by this dark grey creature that swirled like smoke and she felt the life slowly drain from her body. Just before the darkness set in for good Margie Stamper saw the thick black almond eyes form from somewhere deep within the mist and stare down at her. The cold fear set in and suddenly she saw the steel shimmer of teeth, like daggers, they came from the mist just as the eyes had and moved down toward her. Margie felt the harsh pain as those teeth sank into her flesh and began to drink from her. Lifeless against the fall debris lay the corpse of Margie Stamper, only feet from the very porch that she tried so desperately to get to only moments earlier.
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