I wrote this story a million years ago when I thought I was going to be the next Stephen King. It started as the lead story in a colleciton of short stories I wrote, mostly for the amusement of my sons and their friends. Later, I expanded it into a full-length novel, but it was never published, either as the a short story or as a novel.

Recently, my older son requested that I record and let all of you enjoy it as well. I had long since lost the originals (that's a story in and of itself, but best left for another time.) So, I had to re-write it. Frankly, I think this version is better anyway. I hope you enjoy it.

P.S. Look for my new podcast coming soon, co-hosted by the son mentioned above. We'll be talking all things cryptid, paranormal, and creepy. It will be called SNARK FINN SOUP. If you've watched me on any live streams, you'll know where that name comes from. But don't worry, if you haven't, I'll explain it in the fisrt episode.