Four teenagers 'borrow' the key for a cottage by the beach to spend a weekend of sun, fun and drinks. But they don't know the scary secret kept by the locals. About something that comes at night. Something that comes with the tide ...
2019, 66 pages, gothic horror
He came over and opened the window slightly ajar. “What do you want?” he asked, eyeing me suspiciously through the wet glass.
“I just want to talk,” I said, pulling my collar up. I was soaked to the bone. “Would you please open the window?”
“You’re not coming in,” Chris said. He leaned forward and looked down at my feet. “And I won’t talk to you before you touch this …”
The thing he had been hiding behind his back was, of course, an anchor. He stuck it out the window.
“Sure, no problem.” I took the anchor, turning it over. “Satisfied?”
He nodded and looked a little bit less uneasy. “Give it back to me, please.”
I handed him back the anchor, and he opened the window all the way.
“Was that some sort of test?” I asked.
“Yes,” Chris said. “And you passed. I had to be sure you hadn’t become one of them.”
“Who is ‘them’?” I asked. “You have to tell me what you know, Chris. I think we might be in danger.”
“If you put up the anchor like I told you, and you stayed inside at night, you should be safe, and there’s no need to—”
“We didn’t put up the anchor!” I interrupted. “And at least one of us has been outside last night.”
Chris’s eyes gleamed with fear.
“Tell me what the hell is going on around here!” I demanded.