A great piece of flash fiction from L.E. White… Dwellers
When I walked into the room the light switch didn’t work. I didn’t think anything of it. Maybe the bulb had burned out. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and clicked the flash light on.
In the light of that little led, my world changed.
I had never seen them before. I hadn’t thought about the ones dwelling in the dark since I was a child. I can remember believing they were there, but when my father turned the lights on, the room was always empty. I believed him when he said they weren’t real.
As they sat there, bouncing up and down on long, slender legs, I realized what they were.
More than the dwellers.
More than monsters.
They were hungry.
And I was alone in the house.