100 Words – Cats In The Corn

The dusty sunset is full of cat screams. They are angry and elusive. We can hear them, but can’t find them. At once they sound like they’re at your feet and miles away. We searched the surrounding cornfields and found nothing.

Now the sun is gone and the world is silent. We start a campfire, but no one speaks. We keep looking to the cornfields. We know they are out there. Our imaginations run wild but we keep our fears to ourselves.

Monsters, that I could deal with. A knowable opponent. But cats? That’s messed up. They could be anywhere.


Author: Tom
Writer, cyclist, RVer, etc.