The woman looked out the window at the female figure standing motionless in the field. “Who would be out there at this ungodly hour!” she thought. There were no crickets singing and no field mice rustling the grass. There was no moon. There was only the silent noise of darkness under the suffocating stars. The woman in the house shivered slightly . There was something about the way the figure stood, her head at a crooked angle, the unseeing glowing eyes, and arms pointing to the dark earth, like a puppet waiting to be animated. When she looked again she realized that the figure was wearing a bluetooth headset.
She watched as the puppet’s mouth opened slowly. There was no sound; just a gaping cave from where the four winds rushed out all at once, silently howling through the cathodes of radio frequencies into a living labyrinth of cartilage, cochlea and nerves. She was relieved that her cell phone didn’t ring. She would find out whose did in tomorrow’s obits.
Living here in Ireland I grew up with the Banshee story. The Banshee was never seen but heard, if you could hear its cry, the light of a new day would never be yours.
I remember has a young boy running to my mother one evening to tell her I had heard its call. She laughs ” we all heard it call” it was a fox calling for a mate. To this day in the dark on night when a fox calls for mate a shiver runs through me. But then some night it might not be the fox.
Have a good weekend my friend.
I missed this great comment!! shivers!!! my mom told us too on dark nights and then there was Nan who was a highland Scotswoman She would recite the prayer. “From Ghosties and Ghoulies and long legged beasties, and things that go bump in the night, Good Lord Preserve us.”
Image by Leanne Cole
the runes of the gatekeeper's daughter- dedicated to Nick 
Living here in Ireland I grew up with the Banshee story. The Banshee was never seen but heard, if you could hear its cry, the light of a new day would never be yours.
I remember has a young boy running to my mother one evening to tell her I had heard its call. She laughs ” we all heard it call” it was a fox calling for a mate. To this day in the dark on night when a fox calls for mate a shiver runs through me. But then some night it might not be the fox.
Have a good weekend my friend.
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I missed this great comment!! shivers!!! my mom told us too on dark nights and then there was Nan who was a highland Scotswoman She would recite the prayer. “From Ghosties and Ghoulies and long legged beasties, and things that go bump in the night, Good Lord Preserve us.”
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Creepy! Great job, love the images as well
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thanks so much for reading!!
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This starts out creepy and atmospheric and then the unexpected again, with the Bluetooth headset! Great story.
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so glad you liked it!! 🙂
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Oh, this is wonderful. Creey, but in an unexpected way, with the addition of modern technology. And that song is something else. Grat work!!!!
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it was creepy fun!! Thanks for reading!!!! yes the song gives chills !
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Just wonderful Cybele, I had to read it out to my friend, so glad my phone didn’t ring as well. thank you so much for this.
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😀 So glad you enjoyed it!!!
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