The only reason she started the story about the monster was because she saw the owl's eyes earlier that night, when she was leaving the library and saw the stuffed animal, marble eyes staring at a book in a display case by the door.
"He stole her eyes," she(more) had said. "Took them right out. And he was never caught. All they knew was that whatever eyes his victim used to have, he would have."
How stupid was she?
Now she was paying for it.
"Is he out there?"
She rolled over and cracked open her eyes, groaning when she saw her little sister standing by her bed, clutching her teddy bear.
"No," she moaned. "I told you. He died."
"How do you know?"
"Do you have proof?"
"Where is it?"
"Can you get it?"
"Because. I'm tired."
There was a moment of silence. Then: "Can I sleep with you?"
"If I say yes, you have to shut up."
She felt the covers shift as her sister climbed onto the bed.
"I didn't say 'yes' yet."
There was no movement.
"I was just kidding! Geez. Just climb in."
The covers shifted, and there was a brief moment of cold before her sister's arms wrapped around her neck.
"Is he going to come?"
"What did I say?"
"What if he does?"
"I'll kill him."
"You won't let him get me?"
"Okay. Good night."
She lay there for a minute, listening as her sister's breathing gradually got more and more uneven.
She sighed and wrapped her arms around her sister, pulling her closer.
She really was so stupid.(less)
Black rosary beads reflected in the eye sockets of the giant white owl’s blood soaked head as Detective Jenkins shined his flashlight onto the most bizarre crime scene he had ever witnessed. Red and Blue lights flashed, reflecting off of the rain soaked trampoline and playhouse. Wishing he remembere(more)d to bring his over coat the grizzled old homicide cop cursed the rain. Addicted to the rush of the job he volunteered for every bullshit call the police force could hand out. Dreading the day that he had to retire Detective Jenkins knew it was coming and he was going to celebrate by buying a fifth of Jack Daniels, drinking it then blowing his brains out with his .357 Magnum. (less)