PHOTO PROMPT- © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
She watched the calm water through the window. The lake looked so benign in the daylight that she wasn’t sure she trusted her memory of the previous night.
Maybe it was just a dream, she said aloud, but didn’t believe her own words.
She’d seen him there on the dock. Only instead of legs, his torso sat upon the end of a massive tentacle, like some macabre finger puppet, that disappeared into the depths of the glassy water.
He’d beckoned her, and she’d almost gone to him. She’d almost given herself freely to the creature that’d worn her husband’s skin.
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Adam Ickes 
December 16th, 2015 at 9:02 PM
Great horror feel — wearing her husband’s skin, ew, and yet still she was drawn to it, ooo.
December 17th, 2015 at 7:47 PM
If her husband’s skin was at one end of the tentacle, what do you suppose was at the other?
December 16th, 2015 at 9:57 PM
Good story, Adam. Ew, he had her husband’s skin. It makes me wonder how he got it. That’s even creepier. Well done as always.
— Suzanne
December 17th, 2015 at 7:48 PM
Monsters have all sorts of ways of “acquiring” things they have no business having. Someone’s skin for example.
December 17th, 2015 at 5:16 AM
Very grotesque!
December 17th, 2015 at 7:49 PM
Thanks, that’s what I was going for. 🙂
December 17th, 2015 at 5:37 AM
Ah, maybe she should have gone, sounds like she can use some fun.
December 17th, 2015 at 7:50 PM
I’m not quite sure that’s the sort of fun she wants to get herself into, but I just met the lady so I could be misjudging her.
December 17th, 2015 at 11:02 AM
Great story, Adam. It reminded of both King and Lovecraft. This is a tale that begs to be fleshed out (no pun intended… well ok, some pun intended.) Well done.
December 17th, 2015 at 7:51 PM
I agree. This one has been crawling around inside my head ever since I wrote it. Still not quite sure where it wants to go, but perhaps in time it will show me the way.
December 17th, 2015 at 11:02 AM
Yeeks, especially the last line! I think one more visit and she’s going to succumb.
December 17th, 2015 at 7:52 PM
I think you’re probably right. She likely won’t be able to resist for long.
December 17th, 2015 at 11:22 AM
That’s a baaad dream if there ever was one.
December 17th, 2015 at 7:52 PM
Indeed, but had she gone to him it would have gotten far worse.
December 18th, 2015 at 2:55 PM
Bummer. Not a monster romance I’m guessing.
Tracey
December 18th, 2015 at 4:07 PM
Taking someone’s skin – gruesome story. Well written.
December 19th, 2015 at 6:11 AM
And it looks like such a peaceful setting. You never know what’s lurking just out of sight. Creepy story.
December 20th, 2015 at 7:32 PM
Yikes!